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| Topic Started: Jan 26 2007, 08:24 PM (23 Views) | |
| [nbt] admin | Jan 26 2007, 08:24 PM Post #1 |
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[size=10]-&& the next big thing[/size] [size=0] I'm not going to name myself, because I don't want S###ty pictures of me in oversized Prada sunglasses in the 'Star Tracks' page of People on Friday afternoon... but I'll tell you briefly that I have one of the hardest jobs in the entire country, or maybe the world. I'm the child of a celebrity. [/size] she was only seventeen on the cover of a magazine a shooting star--wouldn't she go far on the l.a. scene? I grew up with the silver spoon in my mouth, living on Amanda Avenue, eating at Chi, partying at the Spider Room, and getting my picture taken every waking moment. My first credit card was in my hands at twelve--a platinum Amex. The sky was the limit, and down-to-earth was just not an option. Haven't you heard? My middle name is practically Prada, or perhaps Chanel... when they woke up she was gone so many nights she was out 'till dawn it's never good to be down this long... but it's nothing new, you see. What makes me really ****ing bitter, though? They... have no clue how our lives our lived. Who's they, you want to know? Our parents. The producers of the movies we star in. The casting execs of the go-sees we're options in. You. Yeah, you--the little preppy thirteen year old from northern Cali. I know you and I know your stereotype... you want to be me. But you're wrong. Do you want to live your life in a fishbowl? Do you want to be addicted to sleeping pills and speed just so that your movie company can put out the newest cheesy family blockbuster? You don't know me--don't pretend. she told them all to go to hell if she could make it here she'd make it there as well. she knew that she was gonna be allright ;; so she jumped straight through to now. But you know what? You're one of us now. So c'mon. Let's see how you like the A-list, the VIP room. We're on it every night. |
 
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