my nightmare, defined.

Last night at my singing lesson, after I finished a song we have been working on, my teacher turned around with this happy and slightly surprised look on her face and said “You can really sing!”

I just giggled sheepishly (if one can even do that) and said thank you.

She then said “We need to work on your confidence” (in my head: “story of my life, sister”)


“You need to go to karaoke. And next week I’m recording you”