an explanation, but often pulling up videos of what a routine looks like, as well as trying to impress them with the story about how I almost had to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance after becoming violently sick after a performance at a convention.
(No exaggeration there, y'all. Being asked by the EMTs to move the tail attached to my skirt so they could position me on the stretcher was a whole new level of embarrassment.)
As my group plans on the year of performances and group appearances ahead, it seems overwhelming, at least to me. My stomach squeezes and my heart beats faster as I stress about all the routines I need to learn, all the time that I need to put into to learning routines by a hard deadline, and all the money I will shell out on outfits. But then I dig deep and remember how much I love what I do. I love performing, dancing, and colorful costumes. I love my friends.
And I truly love being an American idol.
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