Such A Ham!

karaoke is fun for me because i get to lord it over everyone's ears. apparently i also do a good job when i'm up there. the singing, not so sure about, because it was hard to tell what i sounded like while blasting sound away from myself into a whooping crowd of fellow grad students (who were getting progressively drunker and louder). but the performances, they said, were "amazing".

two duets ("the scientist" with jonathan, "killing me softly" with kara), a solo ("you know i'm no good") and a slice of birthday cake into the game, i had had enough for the night, and headed home. but at heart i am still a performer -- confirmed even more so by my smooth on-stage dance moves tonight!) and if you let me, i'll belt. even if i don't hit the notes quite right. (cf: the tryst with bryan adams. i was 18 years old, people, and a superstar for 15 minutes. i think that might be where my unabashed teaching confidence comes from, too.)

now i only wish they had karaoke for mushy hindi love songs... can you imagine the field day i would have?!?!