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[November 04, 2009 @ 9:28pm] |
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I'm going to school to be a business manager. Not to be the babysitter of some bloody American film star. And yet, that's what my dad's recruited me to do. Apparently some film person is coming to stay at the hotel in London for a few days and her mother is some big actress and he wants me to personally make sure that she had a good time. Because again, that's what I'm going to school for. He says he wants her to have a good time so she'll go home to America and talk about how fabulous the hotel was. Cause that's what movie stars do in their spare time.
So my weekend is shot which means I can't go drinking with Sean and the boys. Not fair.
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