I got my palm read last night. I was told that I am too giving and I put others before me too often which is a major source of anxiety. Ok, I guess I can buy that. But then she told me I should be in the health profession. Way off base. I get nauseas at the sight of a drop of blood. She then said that I would meet my soulmate in a year. The BF wasn’t too pleased with that one.
Maybe I should start up a fortune telling business in my apartment.
About Me
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- Life in the big city is hard enough. Now throw in being in your 20’s (aka: quarter life crisis), going on countless auditions (which equals countless rejections), living in an apartment the size of a stamp, taking crappy jobs just because they offer free food, and you’ve got the life of a New York City actress. Being an actress in NYC sounds glamorous on paper, but it is anything but. These are the true chronicles of one girl’s rise to stardom . . . or rise to at least being able to pay her bills.
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