I went to the Immigration & Checkpoints Authority to collect my new birth certificate this morning. My original was misplaced. The last time I used it was when my late mother was at the hospice in March 2009. Somehow I still feel it's at home and one fine day it will appear again.
As for my identity card, there was a crack line in the centre. I used to carry my wallet in my pants back pocket. Need I say more? Since I was at the ICA, I might as well replaced it. The fees for both replacement was S$90. And for that amount, I feel like a born again Singaporean. Luckily they didn't ask me to sing the National Anthem. Majulah Singapura!
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