FTTNOOTIKAMUN #51: I don't have braces, and I don't look like that.
Or this, for that matter.
Pictures themselves are intrinsically deceiving, and as such are not enough for you to decide whether you fancy me or not.
Sorry.
Anyway; this picture marks the end of my current dailyboothing voyage. I'm not "quitting" dailybooth; more likely than not I'll booth here every now and then, or at least I assume I will given that I have the freedom to choose when I'd like to do so.
So I guess it's not quite 'the end'; but it's the end of an era, at least.
I've left this site before, but this is my first time leaving after actually meeting some people on here, for realz. In the back of my mind I'm pretty sure I consider most of you Melbourne boothers that I've met up with as actual friends, even though our interactions may have been very shortlived or even nonexistent. So don't forget to write me sometime.
FTTNOOTIKAMUN AKA Fun Thing That No One On The Internet Knows About Me Until Now #49: When I was about 3, my parents were approached by a ballet instructor (we were at some kind of function with a dance floor, I don't recall what kind), and apparently they were told that I had a gift, as evidenced by my supposedly wonderful dancing, and were offered free classes.
I can't exactly say I'm upset that my dad turned the offer down. But who knows; maybe in a parallel universe I am an amazing ballet dancer.
FTTNOOTIKAMUN AKA Fun Thing That No One On The Internet Knows About Me Until Now #48: Somehow both of my favourite numbers are associated with death and bad luck.
