EIJIHS - ®

He honestly had doubts about her coming out initially, though the responses and replies were more positive then negative, no firm answers were given. He was prepared for the worst but kept faith. The night before the thought, "It'd be nice to receive anything from her, hand-made would be BEST, a card made from toilet roll or a bookmark..." He smile and went to bed. Morning came, he drop a text just to be sure that she is indeed meeting him. Took her quite awhile to reply and he was already flustered and pessimistic about what will be going on. The phone vibrated first, with the ringtone of the goddess singing. It read, "About to? Woops!" It's been awhile since he felt this much happiness, what was felt from that queasy part of the stomach suddenly was ravage by the indescribable burst of bliss within which way surpass whatever was written on his face. They met . . . He couldn't help but just pass her the gift because he had no place to hide them anymore

Sorry to my loyal readers of my crap and rants that I went missing for the past month or so. My comp died, but I was able to revive it spending a fraction of what I need to pay for a new rig. So I'm back ! I'll consolidate what I've wanted to post ~ . . . The other day mum said that the PRCs are tainting the neighborhood. They're dress nicely but their behaviour and actions are simply disgusting. I would have agreed and add on further if I was who I was... but... My mum grew up when Singapore was growing at an absurdly rapid pace, the change in living environment, eating habits, working environment and even language spoke. Having lived through that, I'd expect her to understand what the PRCs are going through you know? Everyone learns and adapts, they're being brought up that ugly way, so right now, they only know how to behave, in that particular way. I kept quiet and didn't say much because I would've hurt her, and it's really hard to be changing h