it's unusually odd waking up at this sorta hour wandering in the house, doing literally nothing. in actual fact, i try every possible way to go back to sleep.
i couldn't hear birds chirping. is it because of sunday? or it is because the of haze, its died of suffocation.
it's still quite dark outside. staring out the window, waiting for the newspaper delivery guy to throw in Sunday Star. but it's sunday, he too sleeps a lil later than usual.
neighbour's dog is barking. it barks at unusual hours... while everyone is watching 7-9pm drama shows in Astro. and sometimes wee hours in the morning.
coming back, the haze is so bad, my nasal pipe is dripping like crazy.
moving along... LOL. oh ya.. *light bulb*
what is the barometer for acceptance of a person's flaws?
hmm... answer (mine of cuz)
it all depends on the person who is accepting, if you love that person whole heartedly, it doesn't matter who they are, what they made of, how they gonna become. love is above all? debatable... in the end, you still could accept them. nevertheless, it could always change. as things are never static.
hmm... i don't know how to end this. oh well, just take it as commersial break lah, okayy... =)
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