Insurgence

( Spoilers for Insurgence contained within )

American Idol last night. I got to see most of it (the rest is on tape at my mom's house), and I must say, the good were very, very good. But the bad were...*shudder*. My eardrums were bleeding at one point. Very painful.

The girl that sang "Fever" near the end I loved. She had a very unusual voice, she chose a song that was perfect for her, and here's the key, she didn't overdo it. She didn't hit the highest notes or trill all over the place. She didn't belt as loud as she could. She felt the song. She played with it. When Randy said he didn't know what niche she would be fit in, I wanted to smack him, because this is the type of talent you don't *try* to classify. You let her do her thing, present her to the public and the fans will come running.

Makes you want to ask him if he's heard of a singer by the name of Norah Jones.

I also really liked the girl who sang "Superstition" because of her husky, sultry voice. And her actions and stage presence reflected her voice. (Although her clothes could have been a little less skimpy.)

I did feel sorry for the little Bohemian girl who so desperately wanted to meet Simon. She chose the right *kind* of song to sing (Pink), but she unfortunately chose a song that was too low for her. Who knows, she may have been able to sing better, but choosing the wrong song and forgetting the words don't cut it.

Odd PMS inspired moments.

Feeling the need to write again. Was having fanficcy thoughts last night that involved Chloe conquering her fears. I actually could picture the conversation between her and Pete. So that may actually get written.

If weird ranty girl doesn't take over.

I have this half-formed person in my head at the moment (and no, I'm not delusional, it's not a personality or anything, just...an opening conversation to something.

But I did get this part out, which I feel sums up this mental person correctly:

"I'm one of those annoying people who remember everything you ever said - that two-ply toilet paper is to die for, that your ex-girlfriend had mole on her foot that looked like Stalin, that you had a crush on your second grade teacher - and store the information away to throw in your face later. I forget nothing, absolutely nothing, except those things I deem unimportant, like the light bill, a doctor's appointment or my high school reunion."

Self-absorbed, snarky and wired.

I think I like this character.