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cychi is here!!!!
Also, I got to go karaoke last night! My group from work went out, and I think half the people had never been before so I was a little worried that it would be awkward and self-conscious. I adore karaoke, but the people make a real difference in how fun the experience is.
By that, I totally don't mean how well anyone sings, because that's very much not the point. It's more... if everyone is there and feeling bad and awkward and pressured, then the entire thing feels like pulling teeth (ew! complete with cracking noises and no anesthetic!), and the people who are singing feel like they are hogging the microphone, and everything is just sort of iffy.
Or if there is mockery, that almost always kills the mood. Jokes are good, laughing is good, but it's the sense that people are laughing at you instead of with you that ruins it for me.
I've also been karaoke-ing with people who were really great singers, but it was not fun at all because then all the people who weren't great singers (of which there are a greater percentage!) felt left out and embarrassed. I feel like going out to have fun should not feel like a competition.
And then there are times like last night! My group was very fun! Even if they had been the worst singers ever (which they weren't), it would have been fun, because there was silliness and dancing and random tamborines and air guitars and an Elvis impersonation and much sitting around and laughing and having a good time. And while there were jokes and laughter, it felt supportive, if that makes any sense at all? I don't quite know how to define it. But there are some times when I go out with a group of people, and it feels like they look down on the things they joke about, so that if you do something that is laughed at, you feel mocked and stupid.
Last night, if someone did something that was laughed at, the laughter felt friendly and encouraging, so the person up there was having fun, the people down below who weren't singing were having fun. So hopefully no one felt embarrassed. All in all, it was an extremely good time.
Although afterward, my teeth hurt like mad because apparently jaw muscles and wisdom teeth are closely related. Ah, Vicodin is my friend.
( In which I get incredibly sappy )
( On massage )
cychi is here!!!!Also, I got to go karaoke last night! My group from work went out, and I think half the people had never been before so I was a little worried that it would be awkward and self-conscious. I adore karaoke, but the people make a real difference in how fun the experience is.
By that, I totally don't mean how well anyone sings, because that's very much not the point. It's more... if everyone is there and feeling bad and awkward and pressured, then the entire thing feels like pulling teeth (ew! complete with cracking noises and no anesthetic!), and the people who are singing feel like they are hogging the microphone, and everything is just sort of iffy.
Or if there is mockery, that almost always kills the mood. Jokes are good, laughing is good, but it's the sense that people are laughing at you instead of with you that ruins it for me.
I've also been karaoke-ing with people who were really great singers, but it was not fun at all because then all the people who weren't great singers (of which there are a greater percentage!) felt left out and embarrassed. I feel like going out to have fun should not feel like a competition.
And then there are times like last night! My group was very fun! Even if they had been the worst singers ever (which they weren't), it would have been fun, because there was silliness and dancing and random tamborines and air guitars and an Elvis impersonation and much sitting around and laughing and having a good time. And while there were jokes and laughter, it felt supportive, if that makes any sense at all? I don't quite know how to define it. But there are some times when I go out with a group of people, and it feels like they look down on the things they joke about, so that if you do something that is laughed at, you feel mocked and stupid.
Last night, if someone did something that was laughed at, the laughter felt friendly and encouraging, so the person up there was having fun, the people down below who weren't singing were having fun. So hopefully no one felt embarrassed. All in all, it was an extremely good time.
Although afterward, my teeth hurt like mad because apparently jaw muscles and wisdom teeth are closely related. Ah, Vicodin is my friend.
( In which I get incredibly sappy )
( On massage )
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