Look at the title once more.
Yes, it means the willingness to recognize and accept others "cultural".
Especially for those who live under one roof.
I'm learning to be patient. All and all I was just trying to do was to nurture an environment to allow myself to have a sense of belonging under this roof.
Cleanliness and tidiness.
I wonder how I stand with it.
I guess I finally know why I always miss home. Despite of the reason that I'm a 100% mummy-and-daddy's girl, it is mainly because I don't feel like a home under this roof.
One of the house-mates just can't be bothered.
Enough. I don't feel like ranting about him over here, since I just said that he can't be bothered.
I read through the recent political issues in Malaysia these few days.
The exact same song is being played, over and over again.
Racist issues; they never stop mentioning it from time to time.
The way how people with the same skin color as mine were treated, it is an open secret.
This is tolerance as well.
Somehow and somewhat, it must be within an extent without crossing a boundary.
Who cares even if you're wailing in anger and anguish besides our own truly loving family ?
They are those in a million that will tolerate with our attitudes and everything that we have done wrong.
I hate seeing one of my house-mates, how she held the conversation with her family.
I saw her mom tried her best to give everything that she could, but she just don't give a damn over it.
I feel like yelling at her face sometimes, but I did not. This is because, it is none of my business. I don't bother because she isn't anyone to me. Just as simple as a house-mate for a period of 2 years.
Till then. Bye.
Yes, it means the willingness to recognize and accept others "cultural".
Especially for those who live under one roof.
I'm learning to be patient. All and all I was just trying to do was to nurture an environment to allow myself to have a sense of belonging under this roof.
Cleanliness and tidiness.
I wonder how I stand with it.
I guess I finally know why I always miss home. Despite of the reason that I'm a 100% mummy-and-daddy's girl, it is mainly because I don't feel like a home under this roof.
One of the house-mates just can't be bothered.
Enough. I don't feel like ranting about him over here, since I just said that he can't be bothered.
I read through the recent political issues in Malaysia these few days.
The exact same song is being played, over and over again.
Racist issues; they never stop mentioning it from time to time.
The way how people with the same skin color as mine were treated, it is an open secret.
This is tolerance as well.
Somehow and somewhat, it must be within an extent without crossing a boundary.
Who cares even if you're wailing in anger and anguish besides our own truly loving family ?
They are those in a million that will tolerate with our attitudes and everything that we have done wrong.
I hate seeing one of my house-mates, how she held the conversation with her family.
I saw her mom tried her best to give everything that she could, but she just don't give a damn over it.
I feel like yelling at her face sometimes, but I did not. This is because, it is none of my business. I don't bother because she isn't anyone to me. Just as simple as a house-mate for a period of 2 years.
Till then. Bye.
