Sunday, October 21, 2012

Being 22. And funemployed.


 I don't know if I'm the only one who feels this way:


  My mom attempted to push me into the showbiz life by meeting up with our family friend who is a legit talent coordinator (and a former caregiver of our grandpa years ago) and he has handled talents currently in telenovelas and movies. The entire time they were talking I just wanted to shoot someone because they were talking about getting me in Party Pilipinas (barf), being an extra in telenovelas (double barf), get me as a contestant for a national beauty pageant (what) and even having me in "reality" shows (shoot me).

 They mean well, I know, but the whole thing sounds depressing. Sure, I could accept singing gigs-even modeling- and anything related to music but if you'll have me in those telenovelas, commercials, and pageants that I'm vocally against, I feel like I've sold my soul to the devil.

 Guh. I feel so marginalized.

 The focus of their conversation was about just getting exposure and be famous. How about respect for my work? How about being recognized for stuff I actually believe in?

 I have somehow dodged the bullet though, by not getting in touch with my talent coordinator, even though my mom says I should.

 As long as I don't contact him, I am safe.

 I am suddenly inspired to make a blog post about stuff I don't believe in to my other blog.

I think the only things keeping me sane are my friends, my art, and my workshop.



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