The Heat of the Sun

Adaptation. That's the key word. Our ancestors adapted to the cold environment by making clothes, kept themselves warm by using fires and a lot of other facts. Chameleons adapt to their environment (or should I say camaflouge?), snakes adapted to their blindness by being heat-sensitive and basically, all the kingdoms of life adapted to the changing ways of the earth to survive. Like some heat-sensitive (and sometimes hating) organism, I now have fairly adapted to the ways and heat of summer. Consider me, deshockified of the excrutiating heat. I can now stand being outside my room for 5-8 hours without sleeping in my room. Adaptation. It wasn't easy but hey, I can now survive summer.

Let's not get too confident though. I'm as precautious and as temperamental as a toddler that needs prozac or antidepressants to survive one hour eating a puree. It can get unbearably hot especially in the afternoon (around 3) and since nothing is good in tv, I usually turn into a hermit and go to my room. I will only emerge when it's dark (and then I will drink blood and turn into a bat!!!) and the sun is tucked safely away to serve its purpose in another part of the world. Then again, when the sun sets, the mosquitos go out to play (more like suck the living daylights out of you) at your feet, well at least our mosquitos.

And so, I do have some tolerance over the byproducts of summer. So bring it on! I'll turn on the aircon.