baby's down on the world coz she owns it.

sometimes a manic, uninspired, sloppy and cliched performance is what the doctor ordered. and you know that something good came out of it if it took you to the next level...however, i can see why some people might not approve of a fat chinese idiot singing to two cameras and running all over a stage area. but hey, it wasn't that bad...it got me through. so there's got to be something i did right. the present dilemma is what to sing for the final...i'm swaying between bon jovi's it's my life (pure cheesiness, but it might work) and u2's vertigo (the minus one sounds awful).

sigh.