I don't know what it is with Norwegian Idol, but every year I get just
as giddy and gigglish as always. When people make a fool out of
themselves I'm squirming in the couch, and when the people I root for
do well I'm like sky high or something, grinning like some idiot. And
omg omg teehee that guy is so cute and teeheee that guy is cute as well
and awwww geez aaawww he is so ADORABLE.
Super slick, but HOT!
Cutie number TWO
There are more of course :P
The sad thing is that this obsession is just going to grow and grow and
grow, and at the end I'm going to love whoever I'm rooting for and hate
whoever threatens him/her. The people I live with share my addiction,
so I'm anticipating some really loud fridays ahead. Hah :D