It is a burr day. I spent most of it popping strepsils into my mouth, and trying to see if my singing voice has returned. I have a concert coming up next weekend, and I have yet to practice. Not good, if I can't sing for tomorrow's rehearsal.

So far, I can't sing my high notes directly without bending them and hissing out tons of air. Not good for a soprano, if you can't get past middle A.


I keep wondering how cavalry is doing in Malaysia. I don't usually see them during the weekdays, but I miss them tons, just knowing Singapore is deprived of such fun-loving beings for 5 days. Its torturous. And I hope everyone is ok.

I kept imagining them sitting in a talk in some hotel conference room while I was doing my Amaths Mock Exam today. Then it kept switching to them sluggishly getting out of bed to enjoy a yummy malay breakfast in some local eatery thingy.


Ketchup. I'm hungry.

Shall grab food, and then immerse myself in History. RAWR.