Sitting on the dock of the Nouvelle Star’s casting

Ok. In the mail they said to sleep well and to rehearse well two songs. Ok, true, I slept yesterday at 3.30 am. But is it my fault if there is such a time shift in California and that I did not have spoken to this friend for so long? Ok, ok ...

Anyway, wake up wake up! 9am. Let’s rehearse a bit. First, let’s choose what we are going to sing. La Vie en Rose should be great. And let’s try Radiohead’s Creep. Illustrates a lot my state of mind. I should be able to perform it well if I can manage to learn the lyrics. Let’s go, let’s do a bunch of push ups and hear that song in a loop.

I’m a creeeeeeeeeeep …; fsh fsh ….. I’m a weeeeeeirdo …; push …. Fsh fsh … what the hell am I …. Fsh fsh …. Jeeeeeeee …. Ppuuuuuushhhhhh ! 2 push ups are enough I guess. Let’s change of mode and just hear that song in a loop. 30 minutes.

Rehearse now. In the bedroom and in the shower. Then some cereals and we can leave. The appointment is at 2 pm so I think that arriving at 10 it should be ok.

Oh. But how can I arrive at 10 if it is already 11 am? Another situation where I would like to call Doc Brown but he’s never here when we need him J So let’s go.

11.45. Arrival at the meeting point. Hilton Hotel. Nice queue. Nice and big. Maaaaaan way larger that the one for the Eiffel Tower on a Sunday afternoon! Anyway let’s queue.

Oh funny, that guy there seems to want to attract the cameras. It seems that just stepping and making a little bit of noise, the camera is attracted as a magnet. Funny.

5 pm. Yes 5 pm and finally we are at the entrance. After 5 hours fifteen of talking and laughing with my mum. And laughing with my sister.

And laughing with my mum again when, wanting a nice picture with the casting’s poster,

I just threw it down to the floor … at least I thought my mum would have taken great pictures but this is the only one she could shoot.

Still some progress to make in the photo field; but my nice mum went to grab a coffee for me 3 hours ago. I want to sleep, caffeine has gone …. Through I don’t know where, cos’ in 5 hours and fifteen I have not gone to the bathroom . And the worst is to come …

I am impatient to discover.

Ready to enter …