"Can't wait?" I asked smiling. "The first time I sang I was twelve and made all the boys in the class fall in love with me. And on valentines day...omgod." I laughed remembering it.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The grand in the hotel rings with broken tunes; the guests frown; the concierge winces. But the blue-hatted boy is happy and braver than they. — TheMythMaster