Maria Malonzo

Maybe I__l never be able to figure out what I__ passionate about. But when I choose something, it has to be something that when I wake up it__ the first thing I think about, and it__ also the last thing I think about before I go to sleep. I read about other people and how much they love their jobs__ike, how they just want to do it all the time and it doesn__ feel like work because they love it so much. I want that to happen to me.

Daniel: So, how are you?Sophie: Buckling under the weight of a thousand expectations. You?

You really want my honest opinion?_ I ask. Anton gestures for me to go on. __lease, this is why I hired you, devochka._ I detect a little hint of sarcasm, but I go ahead and say, __ hate restaurants like this._ __hy?_ He seems genuinely curious to know why. __ecause__ecause they__e expensive._ __hat is the problem? I__ paying for everything._ I shake my head. __t__ not that__ou see,_ I lower my voice, _ this is where famous people eat._ __amous?_ Anton pretends to look around. __here?_ __ think that__ the guy from that prank show. And there__ that guy from those vampire movies. And Maya Findlay._ __eah? I don__ know who they are._ __eally?_ I ask dubiously. ____ not into the famous people thing too._ __eally._ __es._ __hich is why you only date models who want to become actresses._ I notice him giving me a look. __orry,_ I say sheepishly.

How__ your first week so far?_ Isabele asks.__ell, let me see,_ I begin. __hloe says my penmanship is shit, and I was only thirty minutes early this morning, which apparently means I__ late, but on the bright side, she thinks her non-fat, half-sweet, no-whip soy latte didn__ taste right and then she told me she__ not paying for it. Other than that, work is just fine.