My current condition is my age-crimination; I want to be 30, but I'm just a boy, And I know I'm driving into my own destruction. So why did I pay the ticket and hotel, a serger maching? and oh hell, I've got no money, but I have high hopes...
I'm flying out to New York Friday - Sunday to try out for Project Runway w/ high hopes. A n "Eligibility Requirement" is for me to be 21. And I just really w*i*s*h my character and my talent is first considered.
My co-worker, Patty, wrote a letter for a Notary Public to accept for me to try out. Hopefully that'll help...My designs are B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L. Will post pictures later. Of designs, of me crying, of New York, of beauty. Life is beauty afterall; and this will surely be an experience. <3
I've nothing much else to say. I'm very pre-occupied and I wants everyone to wish me luck please.<3
Wicked,
Raul
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