Wednesday, June 25, 2008

My First Print Ad Audition

So I had my first print ad audition, and it was bizarre. For those of you who don't know what a print ad is, it's an ad in a magazine, billboard, poster, etc. that's usually a photo of people doing things related to the project. This ad was for a SONY Walkman (pictured) and being that this was for print, I just expected my picture to be taken. In addition to taking my picture with the walkman, they made me sing. No one knew we had to sing "Love in this Club" by Usher, which was the song linked with this campaign, least of all know the words. Yeah ... talk about everyone having an awkward audition. Why they had us sing for a PRINT audition is beyond me, but it was pretty awesome -  in a really embarrassing way! 
Mental note: Simmone can't sing R&B.

In regards to the acting intensive that some of you knew I had enrolled in, it was highly successful. I got to work/audition for 21 casting directors and agents for 3 days, 12 hours each day. It was quite a grueling weekend and sort of felt like I was back in school. I got some insight as to what it's like to work with a camera, what it's like to work on a soap opera, and a taste of what a commercial audition is like. I did not know that an actor basically improvises an entire commercial. Apparently, you go in to the audition, improv an activity with the lines you were given the night before, and if you're chosen for the job, the writers of the commercial will write the commercial based on what you did. It kind of makes sense when you think about it. So I was very enlightened by the end of the weekend and I will definitely say, that in regards to representation ... hee hee! I don't want to say too much yet because I don't want to jinx myself. ;0)

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Hm...

So I didn't know that this thing would make people create a gmail account in order to read this. I also noticed that I didn't read the footnote telling me that this would happen at the bottom of the privacy settings. Heheh ... my bad. So I decided to change the privacy settings to this, just to remove that obstacle. I know how being asked to create a new account on a new server can be a big turn off. Sorry for those who did create an account ... heh ... I hope it wasn't an inconvenience.
 

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Graduation!!!!

'Tis the season for graduations! 

I suppose in the spirit of the season, one could say that I've decided to "graduate" to blogspot. (Okay, okay, bad pun.) I realized that since so many of my friends, including myself, are starting to move, blogging is actually an efficient way of keeping people informed of what you're up to. I also happily discovered that I can pretty much control the privacy settings across the board, so the only people who I give permission can read this. That rings well with me. So I'd probably blog on this a little more seriously than I had been on previous online outlets, just because I know random strangers won't be reading this. So here's to a new start for life's next chapter!

Back to the topic of graduations, I thought that for my first post, I'd share that Noel is now a college graduate! He graduated from San Diego State University on May 24th, 2008 with a degree in Graphic Design. I can't say that the word "excited" described my feelings when I went to my own graduation ceremony. I think I was feeling more "can we get this over with???". But in regards to Noel and his roommate, Mitchell, I'll let you come up with your own conclusions:


I've gotta say, I like the colors ... not as purple as mine. Hehe. And of course the Gomez Family came out to show their support. We're missing one sister and her husband, but her 2 year old daughter was there to represent! However, baby Amelie is quite the shy one and refused to look at the camera. Can you find her???


For those of you who have siblings, you may or may not understand what I mean by this, but it's nice to be a part of a family where there are more members than just your parents. 

CONGRATULATIONS, BABY!

I think I love him ... just a little. ;0P