Right now I have no idea what I’m going to do. It is what it is. I’m not going to cry over spilt milk. Yesterday was not the most traumatic thing that’s happened in my life. I got voted off a TV show.
I was thankful to be there and privileged to have that many millions of American vote for me, just to keep me on until the Top 11.
I’m cut out of a different mould from everyone else in the competition and I found it very warming to know I had that much support.
As far as winning it, you just have to look at the demographics of the voters and people watching American Idol and the demographics of your particular genre. They may not necessarily correlate.
When I was done singing, I was done singing. When the judges gave their comments, I just wanted to be respectful and listen, but the comments weren’t going to sway me one way or another, as far as what I was going to do.
The objective of being on the show was just to go out there and show America me, perform like me, look like me and see how well it would take. The comments of the judges are based on the idea of trying to win, and I had a different agenda.
I have no idea who is going to win the competition. All I can say is Sayesha Mercado wasn’t at one point the favored one, and David Archuleta at one point got slammed by the judges. It’s anybody’s game and I don’t venture to make a prediction.



