Back at Steves music store....

This guys name wasn't Steve by the way. I fully asked.

He explained to us that of 14 bands, only 6 would get a chance at a recording contract. How it worked in Ottawa was that the audience votes for the bands. The top 6 bands who get the most votes get a chance at a recording contract, but of those 6, the judges pick who gets to go on. In Ottawa, the band that made it to Toronto was number 4 or something, but they start with the first band voted, and if they weren't great they move onto the next.

After all this, I was pretty excited. Hunk and Fallhard were trying their best not to look like amateurs, but I was too busy trying to look only half as pumped as I actually was.

The rest of the ride was pretty uneventful, we got stuck in traffic on the Don Valley Parkway (shakes fist) for two hours. The night of the Opera House came, and One of the guys drove us down to it.

The weird thing about this concert was that you couldn't leave the building, not even to smoke. You could only leave if you weren't coming back. Inside the Opera House was about ten thousand degrees, so I was glad I had worn shorts. Everyone was pretty pumped, and Rocker did his best to ignore, but as mentioned before, he tries to act like hes not ignoring me to make it seem like everythings alright to the other guys, even though they know its not. Pssht and they say females are complicated.

The guys were in the first group to go, so they were done by about 9:30. They blew the top off the place and everyone LOVED them. They played a flawless show and made it to second place (!!!!), but the group before them were a type of Black Eyed Peas group, and were pretty awesome.

After they were on, the rest of us decided to call it a night. Now, 9:30 isn't exactly a night, but the show went on for another 5 hours, and the Guys had to stay or they were disqualified. I would've even stayed to enjoy the other bands, but there was no where to sit. On our way out, the girls all stopped to hug Rocker. Way Akward. Even more akward was the way on of the girls (all of 16 yrs old) clung to him, and yes the green eyed jealous monster reared its head, but only long enough for practical irish to be like why bother? I said bye, and we left. Pretty uneventful night after that, and I was pretty disapointed they didn't win. They definatly wanted it bad enough, they should've got it. So close.

In other news, girl drama has reared its head.