Oh crap, what have I done?

I just sent out an email inviting people to watch me sing. What the hell have I done!?

I can't sing, at least, not in front of people. With a microphone. On a stage? What was I thinking? Why didn't I tell my teacher that she was dreaming and there's no way in hell I would get up there and do that? I should have let her know there was more chance of Tori Spelling's return to 90210 being successful. Or that it was more likely that Essendon will turn their season around and make the Grand Final.

Or, if I was actually talked into it, why didn't I give these people the wrong day, or time, or venue? I had that idea, when I first thought this crazy thought. That I would only tell 1 person and that would be it. Or that I'd tell everyone it was a week later but then confess to them a few days before that it had already happened.

But I guess when I stop needing a paper bag to breath, I think about how I'm going to feel that night when I step up on stage. There will be lights and cameras and all these people staring at me. And I guess I'd kinda like a table or so of familiar faces. Those people that know me well and don't expect me to sound like Celine or Christina. Those people who will hug me and laugh with me regardless of whether I rock it or stuff it.

And I guess that I'd like these people to know how hard I've worked and how much I've thought about it. It may only be one song but it's been a lot of background work to get this one song working! And I guess I'd like these people who I'm very proud to call my family and friends, to be a little bit proud of me when I stand on that stage.

I've got 2 1/2 weeks left before the big night, I'll keep you updated on my progress.