Well, lets start off with my car.
A couple weeks ago, someone decided to dent the side of my car with their car door. Little did they know it was caught on camera and I have her name and what her truck looks like. So, she better be paying my $500 deductible for getting it fixed. Although the camera footage really isn't the greatest. I'm parked in the back and it's really small, but the camera has a direct line of site to it.
Here's a shot of the edge of her door. Ugh. I strongly dislike people like this. (Notice I didn't use 'hate')

What a bitch. :x
And then about a week ago, I was driving on a back road. And it was dark. I glanced down to look at my speedometer. I'm cruising at about 50. Right as I look up, a bloody raccoon is running across the road. SMASH. My front bumper is dented in and cracked with a bit of damage underneath. AWESOME. I was so happy. Like, the happiest I have been in a long time. YAY. -_-
So there's another $500 from my deductible. But luckily, on both claims I'm not at fault. And Wisconsin is a no fault state. So I don't think my insurance will go up any. Geico covered the costs minus the $1000 in deductibles.
Tuesday morning is when I take it in to get repaired and I should get it back by Monday at the latest. They said I'll get a free rental car. Just have to return it with the same amount of gas I got it in. Shouldn't be a problem.
Lets see, what else....
I've been working out super hard the last few weeks. In fact, on Wednesday night I jogged about 3.6 miles in 30 minutes. I tried to go for an hour, but I was getting exhausted. My abs are coming along quite nicely. I haven't had any junk food in quite a long time (Although I snuck some candy corn the other day... shh)
I haven't had any pop in weeks. I've been drinking strictly water and having milk with cereal and protein shakes. And orange juice on occasion. I've been doing 50 reps on the ab crunch machine at about 112.5 pounds.
Then a bunch of push-ups and pull-ups.
I'm trying to be on a high-protein diet so I can bulk up a bit more. I think I'm up to about 155 since I came back from Japan (I was at 150). I'm hoping to be at least 160-165 by the time December rolls around for my big career starting event. (Hopefully).

Speaking of my career. I ordered a couple books about acting from Ebay. Should be getting them soon. Can't wait.
I watched Disturbia and Transformers this week, both starring my future rival: Shia LeBeouf.
He's an excellent actor, and he sickens me!!!! He's only a year older than me, but he's got 10 years of experience on me. I swear I will make it to the top in Hollywood. I will be in big action flicks and stuff. So hopefully this thing in December works out sweet! If not, well, it's not the end. Remember: Failure isn't the end unless you give up!
I'M NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP, NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN. NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOU!

Anyway, while I'm down there, I'll be doing a modeling run in a swimsuit. I get to the end of the runway, say, "TONY ROSE, 5 FEET 11 INCHES, 19 YEARS OLD" then stand there for a few seconds, then walk back and the next person will go.
I'll also be doing a commercial,
"When I go to Europe this summer, I'm doing it the easy way. It's called Euro-Pass. One Ticket - and all of England is mine. Then it's off to the Eiffel Tower, the museums of Italy, the beaches of Spain and anywhere else I want to go. I've got two months, one Euro-Pass Train Ticket, and a few extra dollars that I don't have to spend on getting around. Euro-Pass - The best answer to balancing the global economy!"
That's a script they gave us.
I think I'm gonna do the cold reading, too. Where they'll hand me a script and 15 minutes later I'll have to go act it out with an unknown partner. Should be fun. I'm pretty good at that.
And then I'll have my monologue. Everyone else in class is doing monologues, too. But mine is the only original one. Took me a while to come up with it, but this is what I have so far. I still have to iron out a few kinks. I'm pretending I'm talking to my buddy Scott.
"Hey Scott, lemme ask you something and maybe you can relate. Don't you just love it when your alarm clock goes off in the morning and you hit the snooze button four or five times before you finally drag yourself out of bed? BUT if you wake up late, you're out faster than Jessica Simpson in a spelling be. I wish I had that sort of energy all day.
I had that happen to me the other morning. I woke up, looked at the clock, swore, and bolted out of bed. I had to be to work by 7 and it was quarter to. I'm cussing to myself as I take a two minute shower, barely dried myself off, threw on some unmatching clothes, and ran out the door with a poptart in my mouth.
And sometimes I wonder to myself: Do stoplights KNOW when you're running late? Literally every corner was a red light. Eventually, I ended up stuck behind a sweet old lady going 5-miles under the limit, and better yet, she was one of those people who wait for a green light so they can turn right.
Finally, I sped into the parking lot, tripped out of my car and started running toward the door. Only to realize it was Saturday.... I don't work Saturdays."
I've gotta narrow it down to no more than a minute. I think I'm about 5 seconds over, but I'll get it.
I'd say that's maybe a second or third draft.
I'm getting there.
I can't wait! I'm excited.
Next year at this time I could be living in CA. Maybe. Who knows. That's what I'm hoping. If things go well enough.
Welp, I'm going to bed. Good night all two people who read this!!!!

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