-singing in public
-being on a stage
-people who pretend to know the words to songs but don't actually know them
All of these things encompass a karaoke night. All of these things I had to endure last night. I would like to introduce you to the group who picked "Gangstas Paradise" but only knew the "shadow of death" line, the two girls who picked Britney Spears over and over and never actually sang, and my new "friend", Justin, who bullied me into submitting a song. My night was one of disdain.
My timidness was escalated by the fact that my friends were KINGS at this activity. Seriously. I wasn't sure if being good at karaoke was something to aspire to but now I can see it as a skill to be had.
I almost sang Sheryl Crow, "Strong Enough" just to reminisce over my old acapella days in high school. In our spring performance, I had to sing a solo because I was a senior. That was my solo. I was terrified. Now, 6 years later, I was still terrified. This time, though, Sheryl wasn't my strength. She wasn't even a choice in the book if you can believe that. So, alas, life long goal #46 was crossed off my list: Sing-...no. Scratch that. Belt Wilson Phillips in a public setting.