After many tequila shots with friend, she slurred out "Call them". She said tell them the whole thing, the short film you want to do and that you want to go backstage on GaGa's concert. I laughed and cry due to the fact that I spent my driver's lisence money to text and let my own phone hussle me.
I felt that something was burning inside me when I made the phone call to does who could get me a ticket to take my first flight towards the final destination... I called and told them... the day after I got a text "You're meeting GaGa Sunday 2/8 -09. That text, made me suffer even more for my art. This is actually happening, I thought. On that sunday I would stand RIGHT NEXT to my MESSAGE I wanted to spread and the only thing I needed to do was to give her the script. Indeed, I was on to nervous to think about her management. That it is actually them that decides what she can do or not (or is it?).
Sunday, 2 of august, 2009. It was that day. I gosh!
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