Saturday, April 22, 2006
So I'm stressing about work. I want to get as much advertising up as freaking possible, but I hate the thought of putting myself up on the internet. This really is also not something I should be stressing about right before I'm supposed to do a photo shoot, especailly considering that I think that Matt (the potographer) is trying to hit on me. I trust him that he is legit, and regardless I'm still getting pics for myself out of this. I'm gonna get these pics. I'm gonna apply to Suicide Girls, I am going to get fucking accepted! I will visit Veronica in LA and while at it I will do a shoot with SG. I need to start bringing in money so that I can do all the shit that I've been wanting to do. Aka. Visit Veronica more, visit Jersey again in 3 months, get my tattoo finished, do some fucking shopping. I should really just start making clothes and selling them on e-bay. That would be the best bet. I need to get motivated. I need to get my fucking ass to school. But I don't have the money for school, and I don't have the time for school. Barbary Coast needs me right now, but if Peter doesn't start acting like he knows that then I am going to say fuck Barbary. I need to turn fucking 21 and get a fucking bartending gig damn it!
