Uuugh. *I* should've gone to Florida! I wouldn't have missed anything… grr.
Study hall in English today. And all afternoon. AGAIN! Study hall in Math yesterday. And all afternoon. And study hall all afternoon on Thursday and Friday last week. Lovely that is.
At least I went home. I could've went home last class yesterday, but I stayed and worked on Dorian Gray.
Which is due in like less than two weeks. I'm never going to get this done.
As I was walking home today, I turned down my street and… there was my mom! My parents understand me leaving though, so it didn't really matter. Didn't have to run away or put on a disguise or anything.
So, anyway, American Idol. Very disappointed.
Okay, and I mean, you knew there was going to be another guest after Ryan's like "okay, no more guests!" But how anti-climactic! Prince? I mean, okay, not that Prince is REALLY AWFUL or anything, but, IT'S PRINCE!
But then I thought, well really, who does America have that they could bring out and everyone would be "OH MY GOD!"
NO ONE! They had Elvis, but he's dead. However, if they managed to get Elvis to come out of his hiding place and show the world he was alive and did a few numbers on American Idol, that would be the greatest season finale ever, AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE ELVIS!
They couldn't get the King, so they got Prince. There's Michael Jackson, who would've been good, except for the fact that he's weird now and people would laugh or boo or run away.
But really, who does America have? NO ONE.
A Paul and Ringo reunion would be fun, even though it's not like they haven't done anything together recently, but since they're British, it wouldn't work.
All the big stars that they could have brought on are either dead, ugly, too old, or just plain weird. There's nothing they could do that would impress me.
Anti-climactic. I like that word. I think a lot of things are very anti-climactic. I mean, just, everything really is. Nothing is surprising anymore.
So, heh, the good part of last night was the crazy running around dude falling off the stage. And "you might say I could be the next Clay Aiken!" dude. That was pretty bloody hilarious. Just as they were going for the wide shot I start thinking "wouldn't it be funny…" and then he shows up! At first I wasn't sure if it was him, but if it wasn't him, then it wouldn't have made any sense. But yeah, freaking hilarious.