HERE IS JUST THE INTRO:
I had one shot, one opportunity - to seize everything I ever wanted. I could capture it or just let it slip. My palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. There's vomit on my sweater already - it's my mom's spaghetti. I'm nervous, but on the surface I look calm and ready, but I keep forgetting what I wrote down. The crowd goes so loud, I open my mouth, but the words don't come out. I'm choking how, everyone is joking now. The clock has run out, time is up! I snap back to reality - there goes gravity. I choked - I'm so mad, but I won't give up that easily, I better go capture this moment and hope it doesn't pass me. I lost myself in the music, the moment I owned it. I better never let it go. I only get one shot, don't want to miss my chance to blow. This opportunity comes once in a lifetime. I could not handle all that had happened. Then the music stopped.
