It's all Tay tay's fault

choir night. Three weeks ago I was going to quit. Stress had made the director a right bastard and quite offensive. I'm not embarrassed to say that I considered quitting, I considered telling him off, I considered finding another church just to get away and told my loved ones I was done. I am a little embarrassed to say what caused me to turn around. That darned Taylor Swift did it.  It's her fault. Haters gonna hate hate hate and I decided eventually to shake, shake, shake. Shake it off.  I realized that I was enjoying singing again. I had begun to realize (not for the first time) that I'm never going to be perfect or sing professionally and that's ok. I'm also going to sing or not but no one is going to tell me I can't. No one. This little light of mine WILL shine, dagnabbit!

Fast forward to tonight. I did well. I was the only alto and I held my own. Oh Taylor, ooh, look what you made me do!