NO voice

I overused my voice at work; the sore throat was not healing, worse going from bad to worse. I continued to abuse my voice for the sake of working.

After that, I went to Jurong Point to pay some bills and check in the cheque. I hate going to Jurong Point because this is the place where so many kids I know will hang out.

Being caught in attire I usually don in fashionable way, was considered as inappropriate for me. But to be considered as who I am, I should be comfortable in whatever I wear, as long as my conduct in public was good.

I went to old Jurong West to look for tailor measuring tape.

I spent rest of the day, resting and drink warm water to soothe my throat.