After pondering for about a year, I finally decided to get myself Anthology shoes. I decided that I should probably invest in a good pair of flats since I wear them almost everyday. It was uber comfortable that I closed my eyes and handed my credit card over to the cashier before I changed my mind.
When our increases (which really is not that much upon taxation) finally reached our bank accounts, we treated the bosses to Cyma. Darn we really should master the art of ordering food that would be just enough. Leftovers galore.
|Family portrait...before it was broken. Haha.|
Oh and I ended the week with Joanne dragging me to Megamall to shop and eat crepes.
|My first photo sans braces.|
On another note, I do not know what the hell is this I am doing. Lord help me.