On a quest...

There’s a saying, no news is good news. In my case, I’d rather have news than no news at all. Especially when you KNOW that the recipient has read the mail but is not replying. It’s really a blow to the ego. Unfortunately (or fortunately??) I’m too stubborn to give up. Surprisingly, it was one of my closer friends who has contacts of people from the modelling agencies. Gave me a handphone number and the name of the person to contact (this was on Friday). I called the handphone number, thinking that the person is a HE and probably the person in charge of recruitment of models.

Instead, a lady picked up the phone and I started stammering, sounding like a fool on the phone. I stupidly asked if it was the modeling agency and she said yes. After stuttering for a few minutes, I finally put down the phone. I wanted to murder my friend. SHE was the owner of the handphone and she’s the managing director of the agency. ARGH! Ok, my next quest: gather the pictures she needs. One full body pic, one headshot, one side shot (I really detest my side shot) and one half body shot.

Digital camera, I have. Photographer – nein. Normally, I’m the photographer. This time, my mom has to be the photographer. Since my critically ill camera will only take nice pictures in a bright sunny environment, I had to take my pictures during the day, preferably in the morning when it’s not TOO bright. Besides, it has been raining every evening lately. Unfortunately, mom is busy most of the mornings, so I had to wait until Sunday to take my picture. Even then, I only took it in the evening (wasn’t too dark).

Maybe I’m not made to be in this field. Even fate is against me. My camera died on me AFTER taking the last shot needed. I couldn’t take anymore shots to compare after that. So much for choosing the best picture. At least I have the necessary retarded pictures to send to the modelling agency.

I e-mailed my pictures as well as those taken at the cosmetic booths to her after I got back from Ikano Power Centre (went there to have a hair cut). Until now, I still haven’t gotten any reply from her. Probably shocked by my horrendous pictures.

On the plus side, I did get a reply from another agency, which I didn’t expect after not hearing from them for a few days, requesting for, as usual, pictures. I have sent the pictures this morning, hoping that he wouldn’t faint after seeing my pictures (even my camera refused to take pictures of me!).

Whether I will get a reply or not from him, I will have to zip my mouth up for the next few days to lose the pounds I’ve piled lately.