Press conference

Yesterday was my very first press conference. I didn’t planed it, I didn’t talk to the press; I was just there… and while I was there my life was very miserable. I got to speak to some journalist, to see how they were doing… I just want to quit this job already.

I wasn’t really very happy about being there… but I was there and I guess I did a good job. The thing is that this job of mine could be done by a brainless zombie. And I hate it. I hope I find another job soon or I’m afraid I will get “sick” again… and that’s not a very good thing.

So it was this boy who is supossedly some artist. He was very nice and I asked him for an autograph since my cousin love him and was her birthday. He was really cool and let me recorded a video of him saying "Happy birthday" to my cousin.