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Words: 256 |
Pages: 1|
2 min read
Published: Jul 18, 2018
Words: 256|Pages: 1|2 min read
Published: Jul 18, 2018
“Hey now, hey noowwwowww.” A Hilary Duff Song set to the tone of a grieving walrus. That is basically what I sound like. All the time. Why all the time? Because I sing all the time. Why a grieving walrus? Well you probably haven’t heard me sing. But if you did, you would understand that I am an unapologetically terrible singer. The world is my shower, except with far worse acoustics.
This sudden need to sing is often triggered in the most random of circumstances. Someone will say a line like, “Don't go—“ and before he or she can finish I will start belting out “Don’t Go Chasing Waterfalls.” For the whole day. Each day brings some new song, or rather some new verse of a song, because I never manage to remember the whole thing. Instead, I inevitably end up singing just a few lines, often the chorus, and beat it till it’s dead.
So when I am asked "what is your quirk?", I answer my quirk is in my nature to be outgoing, to make people laugh, even if it is at the expense of my terrible singing voice. My friends, my classmates, my acquaintances have all accepted that about me. Yet, despite the fact that my voice isn’t the best, or that my ears aren’t the most key sensitive, I will sing as long as it makes me happy. I am unafraid of embarrassing myself, or of exposing my flaws. If practice makes perfect, eventually I’ll be great. Until then, plug your ears.
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