/me pulls up a chair and begins to doodle.  A couple drawings of a flower, a dolphin. Smiling at what she had created, before writing.

How long have I been here, it seems like years, but only weeks?  Look how far I've come, from motel life to trailer park.  A job that pays the bills, hopefully, but if not I can always fall back on sex. Its funny, thinking back at where I was, who I was, and now seeing where I am and who I've become.  My family would die of embarrassment, It's better they think I've died.

The thing is diary, I enjoy it sometimes. More than ever working at a hospital and helping people. I like being lusted after, I like sex, well with some of the people.  I like dancing, stripping having all those eyes on me, being the center of attention.

I finally met up with one of my managers, he actually does porn.  I forgot his exact title, but he did slip me a card telling him to contact him for an interview.  Pay sounds awesome, It's something to think about, I always have to worry, someone from my past would see.  But the money, its makes it sound worth it.

Enough for now, wish me luck on my audition, heading to the hospital for a std check and to get on some bc.  Next time!!