David - the only one that matters - got thrown under a bus. I can't even get excited about him doing the Collective Soul song that he was going to do last week but switched (no pun intended) to Switchfoot instead. I can't even get excited about him choosing the poppiest, girliest of all twenty coronation songs to sing, and it was a song that many people hated, but I kind of liked (see, David and I are meant to be). I can't get excited about the last time I'll ever see David Cook on my TV because Simon Cowell decided to pimp ArchuBot instead.
I can't watch tonight. You have no idea - if he doesn't win this, I will cry. Okay, I will cry either way, but it's really a lot more pleasant to cry tears of joy rather than, like, non-joy.
I am done with American Idol. There is no way in hell I'm watching next season after what they did to the best, most versatile, most amazing contestant they've ever had, and I don't even need to watch the show to know how bad it was. If people are saying it's worse than what they did to Jason Castro, then fuck, it's a catastrophe of epic proportions.
I hate this show.
So the world has proved to me that optimism isn't my thing. I'll spend the rest of today preparing myself for...
I can't even think it without wanting to cry. Cook has to win this. He just HAS to.
FUCK THIS I'M GOING BACK TO VOTING. I didn't create TEN bloody Gizmo accounts for nothing (tip stolen from an ArchuBot site - BWAHAHAHAHA).
Dial Idol apparently has ArchuBot in red but it's not loading for me so I can't see. Shit.
And Gizmo? Please do me a favour and STOP FUCKING UP ON ME. Thanks.