American Idol - Dreams Come True

So I watch American Idol. I love that show. It is my guilty pleasure. I love how it makes ordinary people with extroadinary voices dreams ocme true. It seems like every year when it gets to the season finale I get teary eyed. I can feel thier struggles. I sort of know what it likes to want to give up. I know what it's like when you feel like your trying your hardest but it just isn't good enough. I'm not saying I want to be a singer or anything. That would be pretty sweet though. I have this story I think I need to tell. The other day my step-dad left because he had to pick my brother up from school. I'm in the kitchen washing the dishes and I thought I was home alone. So I have my iPod blaring and I'm singing "When I Look At You" by Miley Cyrus (such a pretty song) and in the corner of my eye I see my step-dad standing in the doorway staring at me. He must've forgotten something. There is no telling how long he was standing there. But I was really embarassed. My step-dad says I sing good. So, I'm guessing he's a fan. :) I don't think my voice is all that great. Yeah, I'm in Chorus. I'm definately not tone deaf, but my 'voice' isn't that great. At least that's what I think.