I know I'm all about putting myself out there with my embarrassing stories for you to laugh at and I swear, most of the time I'm okay with it. But the hypothetical situation I'm about to explain, is not something I'm 100% okay with yet and therefore, I can neither confirm nor deny that the following is true.
A few months ago, I may or may not have created a playlist on my iPod titled, "Songs I like to sing along to" filled with tracks I feel best fit in my very limited vocal range and that I enjoy singing along with. I may or may not have burnt this playlist on to a CD and I may or may not be found belting out the songs during my long commutes to and from work. I may or may not pretend that I'm karaoking the songs while I'm practicing them in my car and perhaps I even rewind certain parts of the song over and over again until I feel I've hit a difficult note the best of my ability. I may or may not have listened to said CD so many times that I feel I've either mastered the songs on it or determined they no longer fit in my vocal range as I once thought they did and therefore I may or may not be compiling a list of songs for my next CD. I may or may not be an average girl with an average or slightly below average voice, living in the body of someone who desperately wishes she had half of Carrie Underwood's talent.
If the above is true, after a little more practice, you may or may not get to experience me breaking out of my Karaoke comfort zone of "Something to Talk About" by Bonnie Rait and "Material Girl" by Madonna. Although they have both proven to be tried and true, I feel as though I owe it to my followers to come up with some new material, hypothetically.
If you burnt a "Songs I like to sing along to" mix - what would be on it, hypothetically speaking, of course.