This past week has felt like how it feels riding up a roller coaster.
before the first big dip...
you hear every squeak, vibrate with every bump,
you feel your heart in your stomach, and you hold your breath in anticipation.
I'm always anticipating.
Let us just hope that my cart doesn't fall of its track,
because you cannot launch a lawsuit against life.
So, this is probably going to be the lamest post I ever write, but words cannot express how stoked I am right now. David Cook won American Idol tonight! I've never been one to keep up with American Idol past the silly yet hilariously embarrassing auditions, but this year ever since I saw David Cook's audition, I was hooked. I feel bad for my dad and everyone for having to put up with me and my ridiculous obsession over the past few months. Last night I seriously called and voted like 20 times, and made my brother text and vote like 30 times since I don't have AT&T. It payed off though! During the finale I thought I was going to have a stroke from the anxiety I had due to the anticipation. As they were announcing the results my heart raced, and I found myself holding my breath. Tonight after the finale, my dad handed me an envelope with tickets to the American Idol Tour and preceded to tell me "I got them for you in case David Cook didn't win and you went into a deep depression.", seriously my dad is my favorite person in the world. Why is David Cook so incredibly gorgeous? GAH I can't stand it. hahaha...alright...I'm done with this nonsense before I embarrass myself even further. Although, I don't think that is possible at this point. The damage is already done. Whatever, I don't care! I love him and you will stop laughing when we're married and have amazingly good looking babies. BYE! 
