Yesterday I worked my first day (of 4) on that Crime series I told U about earlier. Met a bunch of stressed, nice people. The headofmakeupman and me bonded. He told me I had pretty eyebrows. How can U not love a person that gives yout eyebrow-compliments? Exactly. (Benjamin did'nt like it though, he kept repeating "What's this guys name? What's this guys name?", freak)
I did'nt do much. Held my breath and stared mostly. Tomorrow I'm going back to the café but the day after tomorrow we are going to do the rape-shoots. Oh, I really hope that the actor that is going to rape me is a good guy.