It's currently 10 till 9. I have another 8 hours + 10 mins until I have to be in line, and another 11 + 10 mins until the auditions actually start. I'm stuck in the hotel until then, typing on this laptop like the fatass I am.

What auditions, you ask?

American Idol.

Yes, I have joined the millions who think they can triumph over everyone else to be called the next American Idol.

Currently I'm in Dallas, with my dad as my chauffer/parental unit (since I'm still underaged, I require one of these to be allowed to audition). It's been a long trip, from the 8hr drive from New Orleans to the hotel to the 3 hour wait in line just to get a dinky blue wristband (which is NOT waterproof...) and a ticket to get into the stadium to this long monotonous wait to get into the beforementioned line once again to actually sing for people.


Oh freakin' joy.



So why am I telling you this again?

Simple: For lack of better things to do (what, did you not read the entry title??)
That and I haven't posted anything really (that silly comment for answers back thing not counting as a legit post). So here's a peep into my little mind.

SHAMELESS PLUG: When I do get onto the show, I expect everyone and their mothers and their friends and their friends' mothers and their relatives and their relatives' mothers, etc etc etc to VOTE FOR ME AS THE NEXT AMERICAN IDOL!!


I guess I shall venture off to the vast unknowns of the internet for now. Feel free to comment or whatever else you can do with these journal entries...