sylarz n the amerikan idol of doom!

i hate simon! hes such a meanie! in case u didnt no im kinda competing in amerikan idol write now. i made it 2 la no thanx 2 simon but now i haf 2 preform! but unfortunately this wuznt the best time as i wuz busy hafing twinlike bonds with mr glasses!

n on top of that i wuz nervous. luckily the caterers had the meal i requested! hear i am backstage b4 i preformed!



newayz it wuz my turn 2 go out. this time i wuznt gonna take nething from simon! if he gave me 1 bad word it wuz totally mind trick time!

i went out on the stage n simon didnt even give me a chance!

"Up next...Sexy Sylar. Mind if I smoke a fag while you perform, guvnah?"

did he just...o no he dit-ent! and amidst his insult he lit up a cigarette 2 smoke! the nerve!

i wuz angry it wuz mind trick time. no more simon cowell i wud finally be doing sumthing positive 4 the world! but b4 i cud sumthing happened! it wuz a sharp pain in my tummy. i new wut it wuz. my twinlike connection 2 mr glasses wuz acting up! he wuz in pain. this wuz like that movie w/ that hot older guy where their wuz sum voodoo action going on!



darn this connection! darn this connection 2 heck! it wuz totally stopping my killing of simon! look heres wut happened!



i fell ovr in pain unable 2 finish my job! it lookd like simon wud live anuther day mr glasses'seseses pain wuz just 2 much 4 me 2 bear! i had 2 save him! but...amerikan idol. my dreamz! wut cud i do! paula and the fat 1 even said i cud perform later wen i wuznt seizuring on stage! it must be a sign! im sorry mr glasses ill come 4 u l8r. write now i haf sum idol 2 win!