Woke up at 7am to give morning call, the two boys are ever-ready, already on the way. Perfect.

715: Its going to be a smooth ride, this shoot.

Fat hope.

1.5 hours before shoot commences, rcvd a SMS from one of the models to say that she's gonna drop out. Oh mannnnnnnnnnnnnn. We didnt manage to compromise to each other by 9am, hung up at 9am. One hour before calltime. I have an hour to get a similar looking girl and send her down to shoot with hair and makeup done and wardrobe packed.

One hour.

Its times like this when I really feel like breaking out of my position, curse and swear and whatever! I dont care! I'm quitting! I really hate it.


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Anyway, everything turns out fine afterall. Manage to get a really nice girl to help me out for this project, I'm really grateful.


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Anyway TWO, I just realised how no life I am becoming ever since we moved. Weekdays are basically Gym-days, and Weds reserved just in case the booker team are going for ladies nights, and the rest of the days are all OT OTOTOTOTOTOTs. Its a really comfortable place for OTs, like I've mentioned umpteenth time already, Gwen said that its going home to work, and going to work to home, if you know what she meant. Lol.

Parties are going slow these two months, and nope, we are not going to any social parties for the sake of socializing, though sometimes I think that we really need to pick up a skill or two from Wendy and Jasmine. The girls are pro-s in mixing ard and having fun and hanging with the people that bookers are running away from.....*v*