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lessons from american idol

yes, i watch american idol. so sue me. i love bo bice ;)

vonzell solomon got ousted last night. or should i say, this morning - i watched the early morning rerun on star. i also watched her as she performed the other night, trying to do her best although she knew she was fighting a losing battle; carrie had more fans and bo was too brilliant. i saw her smile during the elimination. i knew that kind of smile. 'twas the type of smile that you force yourself to make though you're heart is being ripped apart, though what you really want to do is cry. she nodded when her name was called, still smiling as if she has accepted her fate and resigned herself to the inevitable.

vonzell was good. she had so much energy and charisma onstage and she's a really good singer. it was, however, not enough. i thought to myself, "gattaca na naman 'to." while everybody else i know who watched gattaca identified with or at least liked vincent, ethan hawke's character, i liked jerome morrow (jude law) instead. imagine being jerome morrow, everybody says you have what it takes, but you always end up second best. life sucks. i just wish i can be more like vonzell and continue performing and smiling even though i know that i'd be biting the dust soon. did you know that it was her 2nd time to join am-idol? she didn't get in the last time. i wish i can have that much perseverance, too. problem is, i'm too much like jerome morrow. ndi pa ko cripple ng lagay na yan.

* i wrote this and saved this as a draft last week. i wasn't able to get back to it until today, can't add anything to it na. bo and carrie had performed already and the winner is to be decided tomorrow. go bo!!!

posted by moonchild @ 1:13 AM