Seriously, it was GOOOOD. I was like "heck ya Broadway night! HECK YA!" Let's start with Syesha:
She was pretty good, at least she was having fun. I still don't love her, but I like her more then I did the day before yesterday (like she cares, like she's all "oh my God you don't like me?! LIKE ME).
Brooke kinda wants me to like her, and I feel for her but I don't really like her.
Carly blew it out and won back some fans she probably lost when she bit it last week on Mariah Carey.
And then there was David Cook who I found myself swooning all over when he Phantomed it up for me last night (yes FOR ME). Even though I don't want to like David Cook cause he reminds of all those guys you don't want to like because they know everybody wants them and then you like them any way and then you hate yourself a little for it ("I'm in a band. I play the bass. We do shows sometimes. You know you love me."). But, I guess deep down I'm still one of those girls.
The absolute best part though was Lord Andrew Loyd Webber getting all "that kind of girl" on David Cook when he was "training him." "Imagine I'm a beautiful 17 year old girl... and do me." The man was drooling. David Cook seemed to take it in stride, even throwing in something about "being 25" and "not going there with a 17 year old...yet... just give him a few years as a rock star and then we'll see." Yep, we'll see.
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