To sing, or not to sing. That is the question.

Sing, sing, sing. I love to sing. I love to sing a song. Sing, sing, sing. All my life I've loved singing. Whether in the shower, or in a choir it doesn't matter. I love to express myself through songs. I love to belt out musicals, much to the dismay of anyone with ears. I love to sing annoying songs that get stuck in other people's heads. I like singing hymns. I like all of these things about singing, but mostly I like being in choir.

Why do I like choir so much? Well let me tell you. In choir you get to meet lots of cool people. In choir you get to sing fantastic songs. In choir you get to feel like your part of something bigger, better even. In choir you get to perform in lots of different places. But most of all, if you are really good at singing and get into a good choir, there are boys. Not just any boys, but boys that can sing. Yes, boys that can sing are what makes choir, choir. Any normal girl agrees that a boy that can sing, and sing well, jumps at least four points on the hotness scale. Why you ask? I don't know. That is a question for another blog, at another time.