“All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson

So, in no time flat, my schedule had filled up. Again. It’s almost as bad as that one week last year. I’ll have a link to that post at the bottom. I have 2 audition, finals, a fashion show, and a show in the next 3 weeks. Here is my schedule for the next 2 or 3 weeks:

Sunday- church, write 10 page essay and turn in online, memorize sides for Monday’s audition.

Monday- Leave at 7 am for Los Angeles. Audition at 2. Memorize Tuesday’s 10 page script on the way home from Los Angeles.

Tuesday- rehearsal performance in Acting class, yoga class, go over Tuesdays sides, English class.

Wednesday- audition at callback for the student film I did about a month ago, revise English paper and turn in.

Thursday- Regular classes, look at “Midsummer Night’s Dream” script.

Friday- Modeling Workshop for Delta CC in Sacramento 4-10

Saturday, Sunday- Look at “Midsummer Night’s Dream” script.

Monday- Rehearsal for Shakespeare.

Tuesday- Acting final 9:30-12:20, Yoga final 12:45-3:35, English final 4-6:50. Miss rehearsal.

Wednesday- Rehearsal.

Thursday- Dress rehearsal for fashion show in Sacramento 10am-10pm.

Friday- Fashion show 10am-10pm.

Saturday- Performance of Shakespeare.



If English and Yoga were totally eliminated, paper and all, from my schedule, that would make me really happy. I am honestly not sure if I can do the Shakespeare show. I really want to do it, though. I am okay with missing rehearsals, even the two final dress rehearsals, but I’m not sure the director will. Oh, the director is in the San Francisco Shakespeare Festival. That’s the company putting this on. We are using their costumes, too. Awesome!


I just have to trust that God will watch me and keep a steady hand on my shoulder to protect me. He is always there, even in the scary parts of life.


Ever since I changed my diet, my acne has almost completely cleared up. I haven’t done anything too radical, but I pretty much only eat fruits, veggies, meat, nuts, and the only grain I will eat is bread, usually organic from the brand Eureka, or the bread from a stand at my farmers market I go to every other week. It’s every Saturday, but I get paid every two weeks. I usually cook my veggies. I was going to try raw vegan, but I couldn’t stand it more than half a day. I still eat eggs, and I eat honey. I buy local honey, mostly for my allergies.


Here’s the post:



“There is nothing like a dream to create the future.” -Victor Hugo

Quite a few things have happened and I have been too lazy to record it. Yikes.

In short:

  • I booked the same fashion show as last year at a local community college. However, the venue is different and can hold over 1,00, as opposed to  last year’s 60. I haven’t met the designer yet, which makes me concerned because the event is in 3 weeks. 
  • I have a call back for a student film in 4 days. I still need to memorize the script. And print it out.
  • My mom wrote a book this past year and was on our local news doing a promotion for it. While we were there, Guy Fieri was there doing a cooking special right before us. We got to meet him as he was leaving. Also, a woman named Luenell was there doing a spot for her comedy. She is an actress with over 30 credits, including Taken 2, Hotel Transylvania, Borat, and The Rock. We got our picture with her. Awesome!
  • I might be in A Midsummer’s Night Dream. I’m not sure what company it is, but my friend is hooking me up. I don’t even know what it is about.
  • I am looking for a second summer job. Forever 21 is still giving me about 8 hours a week. This isn’t cutting it anymore. I need at least 20 hours a week. I need to be able to pay for groceries and gas. Not only enough gas to get to and from work.
  • I was going to audition for Beauty and the Beast in the next town, but they couldn’t get the funding. Then I heard they are going to do Rent. I don’t know, but I am really bummed about cancelling the show.
  • School is wrapping up. I have 1 more week and then a week of finals. I have a 10 page script for my acting class, a 10 page research/analysis paper due on Tuesday in my English class, and the final for my English class left.
  • I found out I can’t move out unless I work am a full time student. That wouldn’t be a problem but I would need to work full time at the same time to stay afloat. I can’t do both. If I move out, I loose my medical insurance. Looks like I’m not moving to Los Angeles any time soon. I don’t understand how other people did it on no money.
  • I made a facebook page for me. Go follow me. Just search Mckenna Hardy and it should be the first page to pop up.

That is my life, in short, from the last 2 weeks.

I can’t wait for summer. I just wish I had something to do.

I feel I need to get away from here. A week, a day, an hour. To Santa Cruz, San Francisco, Santa Monica, Malibu, Long Beach. Somewhere big, but relaxing. Maybe after school gets out. Get a group together and go somewhere for the day. This town is boring, entertainment wise.


“You have to dream before your dreams can come true.” -Abdul Kalam

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And I just got a call from my mom, my manager. She had just received a call from the person who interviewed me. And…I got it! I’m representing Canada! They will call tomorrow and let me know when the first meeting is, either this Sunday or the next. I’m hoping the Sunday in almost two weeks. I’m currently working as a crew member on the musical “Anything Goes” at the Gallo Center for the Arts, the big theater here built by the Gallo family, who owns Gallo Wine. They live here, and I have actually been to two swim parties at their house and I went to high school with the Gallo kids. Interesting fact. Anyway, I will go to the second one because this coming Sunday is the last performance and strike. Anyway, again, I need to fill out the papers I have and get 2 sponsors. That’s the only catch. I need to sell $3,000 worth of sponsors, ranging from $100-$1,000 each. They buy ad space in the pamphlet, either business or personal. I need to sell two before I go to the meeting. Yikes! 

What was I doing when I got the call? Roasting marshmallows on the stove and cooking dinner. What was I wearing? No makeup, denim booty shorts, my pink surfer shirt from Forever21, and Roxy flip flops and my hair in a ponytail. Just thought you wanted to know. Some people like those stories. You know, “I got the call that I was going to be on this show while I was shoveling horse manure. Who would have thunk?” type stuff.  

I better get in shape soon, even though it isn’t until December or January. Guess I’ll be taking some dance classes, weight lifting classes, and some other ones this fall at school.

Peace, love, and the image of peanut butter in your head. 

“The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.” -Walt Disney

Yeah. That’s something I need to work on. My best friend came over this morning at 9, and I wasn’t awake. I woke up from the dogs barking at the gate. She knew I wanted to start working out with her in the mornings, and she usually does with two other friends at a park a few blocks away.  I told her I would start tomorrow with them. I had just woken up. I wasn’t ready to go and she wanted to leave asap. Anyway, I’ll go workout tomorrow with her. So there’s that start.

Today, I started eating healthy, I guess. I want to start eating healthy, because being in shape and lean is 30% diet, 70% exercise. I had a hard boiled egg, a serving of oatmeal with some brown sugar, and a raw carrot. Honesty, I’m kinda not feeling too well. It’s going to have some getting used to not eating anything I want whenever I want. I don’t think I’ll last through till tonight. What do you think?

Yesterday, the guy in Los Angeles, the first acting coach I talked about, assistant called again and asked if we were still interested in his actors boot camp. And we, my older sister and I, said yes. It’s going to cost about $3,000 for the 3 day boot camp plus 2 day’s travel, hotel, gas, food. Pretty sure it isn’t going to happen. And from my point of view, this guy gets paid, by us, $60 an hour per person. He does this workshop, I think, 8 weekends. With a class of 20-35, I think. From what I understand. At $60 an hour. That’s upward of $200,000 for just the workshop/boot camp. Plus his other clients during the week. and that’s just his acting coach professional. I think e does more than just that. And his wife is a producer for Disney Channel. From what I read on his facebook, money is never a problem or obstacle. He wouldn’t understand our dilemma of not having $3,000 to throw around. So there’s almost the start of that, if we can figure out the money. 

In light of this phone call, my sister recommends that I start a youtube channel so I get used to being in front of a camera and learn how to keep a conversation going without there being anyone to talk to. But I don’t know what to do my channel on. Her’s is book reviews, memoirs, and stuff like that. Should I do stuff like that? What do you think? Or should I do monologues? Or talks about things like I do on here? What do you think? Do you think I will even start one? Or is this just talk?

Questions:1) Do you think I’ll follow through on healthy eating? Even just for the rest of today? 2) If I started a Youtube channel, what should it be about? Beauty? Books? Acting? Movies?

Peace, love, and the image of strawberries

“I have never been hurt by what I have not said.” -Calvin Coolidge

But it is so easy to be hurt by what people don’t say. If you don’t get the job, they don’t call you to tell you. They just don’t call. I didn’t get a call.

(I ended up calling in sick for work, but I didn’t say I was sick. I said I couldn’t make it in and would need to use a sick day.)We, My dad, Jordan, and I, left at 5, and got to the house where the audition was over an hour early, so we drove around and went to Target so I could get some hairspray. We went back to the place, I waited for 2 hours in the parlor, did my interview, I thought it went great, and we left. The house was about 10 miles from Rodeo Drive, and my dad has always wanted to go, so we went. We parked a block away near the Beverly Hills sign and walked down Rodeo Drive. My Dad went ballistic when he saw this, but there was a Bugatti Veyron parked on Rodeo Drive. They only made 300 of these cars. 0-60 in 2 seconds, $2 million, top speed 250+ mph. He had such a great time. We didn’t go in any of the stores. We just walked around looking at the cars. 🙂 We say a lot of Porches, BMWs, Mercedes. It’s not just that we saw those, but they were the new models, the 2012’s. Then we went to the Santa Monica Pier. I went there about 2 months ago, as you can see in the older post, but my Dad said he has never really explored that part of L.A. before. We mainly just pass through L.A. to get to Anaheim for Disneyland. We parked about 1/2 mile down the beach from the Pier and walked there, passing through Muscle Beach, which is an area on the beach where fit people work out on the equipment there, like the olympic rings and climbing up the rope and balancing on a rope between bars and pull ups and all that good stuff. Then we walked on the Pier about half way and then went on the beach right next to it. Jordan had brought his swim shorts and played in the water for a while and rode his long board on the bike path and had fun. I sat on the beach and watched. About 30 minutes after we got there, my Mom called me and said I needed to call a number to confirm to be considered to a country. So I called the number she gave me and I talked to the director who said she is going to put my name in for consideration for Miss Canada. She chose 3 people for each country and gave those names and pictures to judges, who will pick the final for each country, and they would call that evening or next morning to let the people know which country they are representing. They didn’t call last night, and it is now just after 1 pm. I still haven’t gotten a call. I don’t think I will be. Anyway, we headed home at about 6, stopped for Taco Bell in the Grapevine, and made it home at 12:30. I finally got to bed at about 1:30, and slept in this morning. I did wake up for about 2 hours when everyone was getting ready for church, but I went back to bed after they left. I feel better, but I need a few more hours and a good shower to feel back at 100%.  I work tomorrow and Friday this week. That’s it. Two shifts last week, two shifts this week. I wish I got more hours, but if i get called in for an audition, it’s hard to get that rearranged with work.

My point with the name of this post is that it is very easy to get hurt, in this business, when you don’t hear back. And it is getting harder for me. I was so sure I was going to get this. And it’s very disappointing that I didn’t. I got my hopes up, and I didn’t get it. Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong? Was I wearing the wrong clothes? Am I not tall enough? Did I do my runway walk wrong for them? Did they see me falter slightly when I walked for them?Because I did, but I was walking so close to the table, I thought they couldn’t see my feet. Maybe it did affect my walking, but I didn’t think so. Was it because they saw me last? Did they see someone right before me who was prettier? What did I do wrong that I could have done differently to have gotten this? It just gets harder every time I get rejected. Maybe it will slowly stop and even out. Maybe there is a turning point where it will stop being hard and disappointing and it will be easier and be no big deal. I think it is worse right now because I know that each trip down to L.A. costs so much and for every time we go down, we can’t pay 2 bills on time for that week, and we get a week behind. And once we get far behind, we have to pay the full amount of a credit card to get out of debt on the bill, but then we are in debt on the credit card. I want to get one of the jobs, any of them, that pay so I can pay back my parents for all the gas and food and hotel costs they have put into this. The winner of the pageant would have won $100,000 in cash and prizes. I know that doesn’t mean they win exactly $100,000, but any amount of money would have helped for me to pay them. I don’t have a chart or anything, but I just want to help them get out of debt on their bills and credit cards and have enough money left over to fix up the house a bit. Put some aside for a family vacation for when Jordan has 10 days off from boot camp. So we can spend those 10 days down south at Disneyland, SeaWorld, Universal Studios, the beach, just hanging out, sightseeing. He leaves in 49 days. and then in camp for 3 months with no communication with his family. Then 10 days off, and back in a specialized boot camp for 3 months, but with communication, I think. And he won’t know until he finishes that one, but he gets sent off to another boot camp for more specialized training in his criteria or department. He doesn’t know where, how long, or any of the details until he finished his second round of camp. My point is, we don’t have any money saved up for that time. Any extra money we get goes toward the credit card bill. It’s only 5 months away, when he got’s out. 5 months to say all we can. For me to save all I can. My parents can’t save any money, there’s no room to. Kelsey can’t and won’t, saying she needs to pay for classes and books, when I know she gets money from the government to pay for it. David is on a fixed income, and that is getting smaller each month. I don’t get enough hours at work and I’m looking for a second job, but that’s risky because I need to sign up for classes and there’s always the risk of me having to call off work to go to L.A. or me quitting because I got the job in L.A. and I need to move for a month or two or whatever. I have lots to think about.

With that story, I leave you with peace, love, and the image of grapes in your head.

“Excellence is not a skill. It is an attitude.” -Ralph Marston

I don’t know why I am stressing out about this audition more than the other auditions I’ve done. Maybe because my mom isn’t the one taking me. My Dad and brother are. I spent an hour making food: french toast for breakfast (so it’s already made),  6 PB&J sandwiches, 6 burritos, cut 2 red bell pepper, and baby carrots. we will probably stop somewhere for McDonald’s if and when we get tired of that food.

I made food, did 2 loads of laundry, hung it all up, picked out 2 outfits to bring. I still need to shower, do my hair, and pack. I always pack a lot of useless stuff. I’m a girl, what can I say. I might shower and do my hair tonight, but it is 1:30, and I need to wake up at 3:30 or 4, depending on what I choose. If I do shower tonight, I need to wake up, eat, get dressed, pack, make sure I have everything, get directions.

What I will probably end up packing: makeup bag, foundation bag, lip bag, makeup remover, pictures to give them, Breaking Dawn book, lotion, body spray, hair brush, extra hair ties, extra bobby pins, 2 sets of outfits and jewelery, extra socks, BCBG heels, pink converse chucks, sweatshirt, sunglasses, car charger for phone, cord for phone, cord for iPod, tape adapter for iPod, laptop computer in case we stop by Starbucks, headphones, pens, notebook, a monologue to memorize, another book, my phone, food, water, and anything else I can think of.

What do you pack when you go on a road trip or day trip? Comment below!


I misspoke. I am not auditioning for Miss Universe. I am auditioning for Queen of the Universe.


There is the website.

From what I can tell, this is the first pageant this company is doing. There aren’t any pictures of past events. But looking at their site, it looks like something I want to do.

I know that pretty much every celebrity doesn’t post anything about what they are auditioning for, just what they got, but I like people to be informed about my life.

“We convince by our presence.” -Walt Whitman

Isn’t that the job of a model?

I have thought about it, and I believe the job of a model is to be a salesperson. That’s all they do. sell things. I am currently working at Forever 21, and I sell clothes. I also work as a model, and I sell whatever I am representing. Taylor Swift is selling her music, or Cover Girl Cosmetics, or her perfume, depending on the commercial.  Last night, I was selling my designer’s talent.

Last night was my first fashion show. There was only about 100 people there, but I was so nervous before I walked. I kept telling myself that I have performed for groups of 600+ people for marching band. And I actually eventually calmed down and did everything perfect! We did our individual walkes, then we all walked a few feet apart with the designer last, and the finale was everyone in no particular order. I posed 3 times at corner 1 and twice on corner 2. As I was doing my first walk, I heard people whispering that I really did look like a model and I knew what I was doing. I will admit that when we did the finale, I intentionally walked slightly slower than everyone else ahead of me, so they slowly got ahead of me and there was a gap, so people would notice me even more. 😛 I know it wasn’t exactly professional, but I just wanted to see what it was like.  And they were all walking too fast. Everything went as planned, nobody tripped or fell.

I got so many compliments all evening that the other models loved what I was wearing and my groups shoes. We get to keep the shoes, but I am not into the style. I’ll give them to my sister. All the models got to keep their shoes, or rather heels in the other lines.

I wore a brown half-button up shirt, wool black/white shorts, knee-high socks, and bronze Oxfords. My hair was a deep part on the right and a low pony tail. Makeup was very neutral with coral lips and heavily blushed cheeks. The inspiration was 1920’s nautical, simple looks.My pants actually didn’t have a button on them near the zipper, so I was sown into the. One of the guys in my collection was sown into his shirt.

It was a lot of fun. The show had a reception before that was catered and had wine and champagne. I got to the show place at 10, we did a run through 11-1, lunch 1-2, and hair and makeup 2-7. Got dressed at 7, headed over, and started at 8. I didn’t leave until 10:30,  and got home at 11:30. The show ended at about 9:30, and we were taking pictures after. We waited for a certain photographer and there was a group ahead of us. I really had to use the restroom after drinking 2 bottles of water, so I went then. Of course, I wait for an hour, and the take the picture the only 3 minutes I am gone.

I’m going back today for the public viewing 3-3:30 for my line. I don’t really understand what today is. My group has a 30 minutes block, like all the others, but to do what? a 30 minute fashion show of 8 people? over and over again? Or do we just stand around and have people look at us? I don’t know, but I am going, even though it isn’t required. I have another fashion show next Thursday, a vintage bridal show at a church function with tea for something. And I have an interview/audition next Friday, the next day, in Santa Monica, 6 blocks from the beach. Awesome!

I leave you with peace, love, and the image of blueberries in your head.