Last night, Nigel, Dion, Brian, Kim and Mathieu go to (lunch)
Box Hill for Karaoke. So much fun. I could do it regularly! A couple of beers, fried chicken and chips, good singers, bad singers. It's an all Asian extravaganza. We stayed until 1 when they kicked us out. It's great that you can have some of the most multicultural experiences right here at home. I even tried my hand at a Chinese song,
童話. Even after learning Chinese for just one and a half semesters I was surprised at how many words I could read. Anyway while I was probably meant to be practicing for my Chinese oral on Thursday, I was out in Box Hill (I felt like a tourist) singing Karaoke.
See the photosDoes anyone else get that strange feeling when they leave their stomping ground and venture out into other suburbs? I get it even after two and a half years in the city. I blame it on not having a car to roll around in, or is it because I'm from a small town?
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