#10: Caraoke.

Or singing to songs at the top of your lungs in the car like a boss. And pretend no one’s looking. I like to throw in a little dance. If flailing arms count as grooving. Went to Banquet with my lovely sister for lunch. I took ages to get to the bottom of my piping, hot bowl of Spicy Ban Mian. Each mouthful burnt my palate but at least I enjoyed it. We then went for a photoshoot featuring the trapper hat and a homemade floral wreath. I NEED MORE CASH.

Awesome sister tyfyt.

January 4, 2011. Uncategorized.