I awake at 10 to a spanish radio station. I make myself some coffee, take a shower and delete old photos from my facebook untill around 2. I have a casting with Calvin Klein at 3pm. I leave the apartment and take the 2 train from 72nd street to 14th st, then take the R train to Times Square. I get off the train and step out of the station to a very busy Times Square. Buisness men are rushing to their next meetings, tourists are taking photos of the billboards above, and I'm trying to find something to eat before I pass out. I get a hotdog from a vendor on a side street then make my way to 230 W7th avenue for my casting. I find 230, take the elevator to the 6th floor, and then am informed that the casitng had been moved around the block. I rush to the interview and wait in a white room to meet the casting agent. After about 20 minuites or so, a short black haired man ask's me to come in, on my way following him into the casting room he exclaims "ohh, your skinnnnnny." I say, "yeah... I am". He looks through my book and ask's some basic information about me, then  takes a couple of digitalls with my shirt off, then he say's "were done here" and i'm on my way. Probably one of the least enjoyable castings that iv'e went to, but it was still a good experience that I learned from. I then decided to take some shots of time square. I got lost on some side streets and went to the Apple store to use their wifi. I then get a e-mail from Liz saying I can pick up my allowance from the agency for the week. i rush to Houston and Brodway via the R train from 14th street and pick up my allowance. I then go to the Verizon store to try and figure out why my phone was running out of money. A very obnoxious jamacian woman over talks me in the most frustrating 3 minuite conversation i've ever encountered, I then leave the store and make my way for 72nd street station via the 2 train from Houston street. When I arrive at 72nd street station I deposit my allowance at the TD down the block, then make my way to the Verizon store at 75th street to figure out my phone. It turns out mom hadn't put an extra 50$ on in the first place and there was no problem in the first place. I then go to the Hummous Place and get the Hoummous platter take out for dinner. I get back to the apartment and Joe is back from his weekend in Conneticut. We smoke a couple of joints, watch some TV, then pass out. A perculiar day, but I learned from the casting experience that I need to put in a greater effort to excercise and appearance. Goodnight fo
 


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    Justin Sterling

    A 18 year old artist working as a model in New York City. My thoughts and events throughout my everyday life.

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