Karaoke

Oh Ben! is all I can say, well not really.
Maritza took me to a karaoke bar today, it was my first time ever. Of course I was very apprehensive about the whole singing thing, as my singing voice is not the best. Although I do have plenty of other skills that make up for this.
The atmosphere was great, the people . . . awesome! It's always fun getting together with my fellow co-workers, whose company I enjoy to the max. What wasn't to like??? The music, the lights, the magic!!! It was all very enjoyable, even more so when it's people u know.
I love hearing Chewie sing, it's like . . . well it's hard to explain it. So you'd have to experience it first hand. All I have to say is that Maritza and Chewie are the kings and queens of Karaoke and DDR, and nobody NOBODY can tell me other wise.
So everything is going pink as a cloud, but of course people kept asking me if I was gonna sing. Karaoke bars are NOT like Karaoke revolution. It's a harsh thing, but c' la vie.
Maritza kept saying I should sing by myself. HAH!!! As if I would ever attempt such a feat, when my psyche is in such poor condition. Well finally she decided we could do a duet. She pored over the book, but then she had to pee ( it was the long island iced tea) While she was gone I found that they indeed had HSM songs. Imagine Maritza's glee upon returning from the loo to find this out. Laaa! I swear she nearly peed her pants from joyce, and the only thing that stopped her was the lack of pee in her bladder.
Then we debated whether we would actually go through with it. I turned in the slip with our request.
WE almost didn't make it since it was toward the end of the night. I hoped that we wouldn't get a turn, while wishing for the opposite at the the same time.
They called our names. OMGZ! What will I do??? We went up of course, no way to back out with all our friends there . . . grrr
Breaking Free. That was our song. I asked Maritza to sing along with me during my parts. She did at first, but then like a parent helping a child learn to ride a bike, she let go! AHHHH! Thankfully I only wobbled instead of falling flat on my face on the floor. Although I didn't fail I still felt chilled to my core. I have horrible stage fright when it comes to things that are new to me. I focused really hard on Maritza's face.
In the end we made our way to our seats amongst clapping, but I was only aware of my every step. The hand holding the microphone was numb, and my legs were turned to jelly. I felt like puking, and I was really dizzy all at the same time. My heart is still racing at the mere thought of this, but despite it all . . . I thank Maritza for the exhilarating new experience.