There was this school play that I was in when I was nine. I was all excited because I had actually made it as one of the characters. As my costume, I got to wear this really pretty dress. I was so proud because I would be in front of family and friends looking the best. Before the play, I really had to go to the restroom! It was about to start, so I quickly ran back to begin the play. It was perfect, or so I thought. When I heard giggling behind me I knew something was up. It turned out my beautiful dress was caught at the top of my underwear on the back. It was tucked in throughout the whole play and I never even noticed! It was the worst! And to make matters worse, my mom was so proud of her little baby, she took thousands of pictures! We have them at the house. Every chance she gets, she loves to tell that story!
About two months ago, I was at my music lessons. We were rehearsing for a recital that was coming up soon. When it was my turn to sing, I hadn’t had any time to warm up my voice, which usually takes about 45 minutes. Plus I had to play guitar at the same time, which I am not used to. The song isn’t exactly easy. There are a lot of complicated notes and it doesn’t even have an intro for me to calm down. It didn’t exactly help that sitting right smack in the audience was the guitar teacher (very cute) that Id been harboring a crazy crush for since a couple of months back . So I had to sing the song straight and it was horrible. My voice cracked more times than I could count. I forgot all the guitar chords. I even had to stay on stage after to play another song. No running away from me, oh no!