But I'm sitting here, watching American Idol, on west coast time, sitting in bed in Los Angeles, and realizing that all these kids were screaming "I'm going to Hollywood!" And at one point last summer that was something I could have been saying, thinking about how I'd be in California sunshine in January instead of Boston's unruly wind.
I may not have made it through American Idol, but God still brought me here. His own way. I was going to be in LA no matter what.
I thought it was kinda awesome.
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