Note to self, never let your friends come to karaoke unless they plan on doing Gee.  You fall off the couch, laughing at your friends singing Gee while failing miserably at the choreography.  Not only was their singing off, but so was everything else.  One of your friends stepped on her own foot, while another slapped someone in the face with her ponytail.  Your best friend was front and center singing at the top of her lungs, after totally giving up on the dance moves.  You don’t remember the last time you laughed so hard.  You squeeze your abs trying to relieve the stinging pain that resulted.  Even when you thought you got the giggles under control, one look at the 5 girls and you were once again struggling to breath.  You were almost sorry when the song ended and repressed the urge to scream, “Again.  Again,” like a three year old. ForewordStory request from tumblr.  Xiumin and You.