Saturday, 9 January 2010 - I woke up thanks to a call my hubby received at 8am, and seriously thank
God for that call cos I had forgotten that my 7.30am alarm on my phone was only set to weekdays! I make coffee, wash my hair and put on my make up. I make my way to KLCC - Tower 1 for the casting for
F1 GP Grid Girls.
I had found out earlier that we needn't where those
skimpy little tops n shorts for this job. The outfit were Kebayas made by
Nazlin Noor.
I reached at 11am - the time we were told to be there. It was nothing like what I expected.... there were around
200 girls there! The last time I saw these many hopefuls was during the casting for
Malaysian Dreamgirl.
After registering at the main entrance, it was more waiting. Then we went up to be measured 
We had to take off our shoes so they could take our height. Argh...I was annoyed cos I had just put on my heels upon arrival and they were the buckle type.
The measurement marker they had stuck on the wall was weird. I'm 175cm but according to their meter i was
168 cm!
Whaaaaaaaat? So I told the lady measuring us that they've got it aaaall wrong but she then told me its ok cos If i measured in at 168 then everyone else would be much shorter anyway. What I was thinking that time,
"I hope they don't make the outfits with the measurement they took". After this they proceeded to take our vital stats - that was quite accurate.
(But my butt seem to be getting bigger!)
I was excited to see the view from up there. I've never been up the towers before. HELLO KL TOWER WEEEEEEE We then proceed to the 41st floor...I think it was the 41st...its the floor with the bridge.
We were called in in 5's. My number was
129. Soooo just wait...wait...wait.
Finally my turn arrives. We were briefed before entering that we were to
smile a lot, walk to the front pose, walk to the left pose, walk to the right pose, back to the middle and back to the starting point. Not too hard...but there was a catch ...
NO CATWALK! What?
JUST WALK NORMAL. But with heels I don't deliberately catwalk...it has just become my normal walk...my knees are always stretched straight thanks to the regimental catwalk training I've had. I become a bit
nervous.
Once in there, we make a line at the back portion of the room facing the judges. We were then called up and introduced
(along with the nonsense height they measured) as we did as we were briefed.
It was hard to stand there smiling as the other contestant was walking... I probably looked like I was having a
huge wedgie and forcing and trying to mask my discomfort. LOL
Once we all had our go, one of the judges requested
"Will number 128 and number 129 please walk in front again? Together. No catwalk. Noraml walk." So we tried, and not halfway down the judge reminded us again
"Normal Walk" I try bending my legs. I think it probably looked more like an
ape walk and laughed saying
"I'm sorry, this is my normal walk, I don't know what you mean by normal walk". The judge just laughed saying
"that's the problem with models" Problem? Errrr how is it a problem again?
We then wait around for the results. Man this was becoming more and more like American Idol! There was some meehoon and guava (weird combo huh?) to keep us energized. Those selected would then have to wait for the second round of judgment where we would have a short interview session.
I thought my walk blew it, but I was surprisingly selected to the next round. So were my friends. (yeay)
There were about 70 of us now. And each had a short interview, but because there were so many of us it felt like an eternity(maybe it really was an eternity)...all I could really think of was 'How much my parking is gona cost me' ' am I wasting my time waiting here? what if I don't get through? I would have wasted at least 50 bucks on parking, petrol and toll alone!' CRAP.
Some of the girls left. One of my friend left cos she said the pay was not worth it and she felt as if she was wasting her time. I was just thinking, well the pay wasn't Da Bomb Diggidy numsayin? but hey I get to go to the F1 for free and probably get to stalk Schumacer for his autograph and some pics or something ey? And that Hamilton is not too shabby as well yow.. Hmm n Button too.
Finally my turn. I walk in with mic in hand. I felt like some kinda performer. "Hello" I say as I pull to a halt in front of the judging panel.
Judges: Do you think you will be able to take the heat?
Me: Yes. It shouldn't be a problem. My day job requires me to work under the sun sometimes. Im into Biochemicals, and sometimes we treat by case basis. Meaning I have to go to the site to diagnose the case and treat it accordingly.
Judge (presenter on Awani): Oh so you are like the Hot Doctor?
Me: No. Im not a doctor. I actually work on the admin/finance side but sometimes I get involved in technical support.
Judge (Designer): If we ask you to straighten your hair for this job, would you?
Me: No I wouldn't. Reason being I've had straight hair since I was 15 and only recently managed to grow out my natural curls. So I wouldn't permanently straighten it but you could temporarily straighten my hair for the event. They usually do that to my hair during shows
Judges: Ok. Thank you.
Me: Thank you.
Didi stretched out on the one seater couch. Battery low. Already 6 hours here.
I think again. 'Damn they want straight hair girls....damit damit I just wasted on my parking and traveling here. Damit damit.'
Dayana-also battery low. That black floral thing is me curled up. lol.Finally all girls were called back into the judging room. The judges called out our numbers one by one. The anxiety was soon over for me as I heard 1-2-9! Cool. Soon after I hear 1-2-8, which was Didi. We were happy but still anxious that 1-6-4 Dayana had not yet been called...after all she was the one who had told us about this casting =(
Then the TWIST. Jeng Jeng Jeng! 4 girls had left. So there was still room for 4! After a moment of suspense the judges called 4 more girls out and last but not least we heard 1-6-4. YES!
They then thanked us for our time and said "Congratulation you passed the first test and also made suria klcc richer cos you are going to have to pay a $#|7 load of money later for your parking!" heh. Ok Ok, actually he only said "Congratulation you passed the first test. This job requires a lot of discipline and all of you here have shown that".
All the girls who got through had to write down their name and IC numbers.
Ha...muka mula lega setelah keputusan diumumkan
Sesi bergambar sebelum mencatit nama dan no. IC
Yeay! its now officially 7 hours stuck on the 41st floor of KLCC. We can finally go back...I wish we could go onto the sky bridge tho =(
Anyway...while waiting for the lift I managed to capture this. Isn't it lovely?All we have to do now is to wait for th 4th of April 2010 - 50 years of F1 racing and the 61'st time will be here in Sepang. Anyone wana buy autographs? LOL
Oh btw...I paid RM 20.50 for parking =|
