There are very few situations that could possibly occur in life that would make me agree to get out of bed at 5:30am on a Sunday morning. Except Canadian Idol auditions.
Oh, Amanda and Dani laughed their faces off when I got into the car with a blanket and pillow, but whose ass was not sore after sitting on the floor for 17 hours? (Or was it only 4? 5? I seriously have no concept of how long we were there for.) It was one of the most amusing experiences ever. You walk into a deserted mall, where 25 security guards point and show you where to go. Then you get in line. And then you wait. You wait for a long time. But it doesn't really seem like that long, because while you are waiting there are 13 tone deaf teenagers singing along to their ipods just for your enjoyment.
If you happen to be a member of Team Dani, you pass much of the time mocking people. Like the crazy lady who was wearing the giant BLINGED OUT microphone necklace on the fat chain. I was wishing I was closer to her in the lineup so I could hear what she was saying. In my mind, she was reminiscing about the good ol' days in Compton and how exhausted she was because she just flew into town after a night of cavorting with the G-Unit crew. It was super fun times because they drank Cristal and had money fights! Good times.
Unfortunately for Team Dani, our day was cut short at 10am because the judges wouldn't know talent if it punched them right in the babymaker. Sadly, Amanda and I didn't get the chance to yell at the cameras and cause a scene about it. *sigh* S'cool though, because word on the street is that we are going back next year! WOOT. I would gladly get up that early for you again, my dear.
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