I wrote a really long post on political views but somebody threatened me to delete it, so its gone.

Sigh.

And.

BLEAHX!

I'll post when I move back to Hong Kong!!!

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The girls are leaving this Thursday. I'm numbed. Partings, goodbyes, tears, hugs....and then back again to work.

And then the next batch comes in.

Ice-breaking, keeping cool, friendly chats, cuddle sessions over lunch, back to the beat yo. Before its time to say goodbye, again.

Its not like I don't feel. I'd prefer to wrap myself up, numbed.

Cos there are lots of work to do. And you gotta move on anyways.

Yeah.

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Touch my man, and I'll touch yours.

I can be a slut a biatch a whore a brainpisser if I want to, its not that difficult.

Just lay your hands off my territories before its too late.

Its not a matter of money.

Its a matter of keeping to your words.

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I've been gone for a day and back. Still intact darlings.

Training half way through, going into the final phase soon. The stuffs that all the girls have been waiting and anticipating for --- the walk.

It pisses me off to see students staring into space and look bored in lessons. Especially when these lessons are given for FREE.

And worst, when I'm all tongue dry after all that speech, someone picks up her water bottle and starts drinking like nobody business. Or chewing gum throughout an hour. Or giving that "come on and get done with all this crap" look.

You're not my client you know? I don't need to put up with this kind of attitude. Or if you're not interested in all this stuff, get out.

To those who are keen to learn, I'm all up for staying back to touch up on your walk. At least its worth it.

Thanks for making March a better March =)

There are gonna be more goodbyes than I expected. I hate march.

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Will be packed all the way throughout till 26th March, training up new faces for Event month. Training sessions are scheduled almost every day to get the girls in time for castings, and nope the agency is not paying me extra to do this so puhleese if anyone gonna go missing without valid reason (whether its valid or not lies on my judgement, and usually its darn reasonable so don't give me crap reasons caaaan), I'm going to be more than disappointed.

All for the better of everyone.

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If the above post is in lousy english, pardon me, I just had a very full lunch. *yawns*

I've typed, deleted and retype the first line for 6 times. Trying to filter out whats not to be cursed and rephrase words nicely.

I don't think I should blog about it at all.

Sigh.

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Yasmin did mess up my bod. Alot. And now I've got this and that and this and that. Go read my newstation if you're interested, think twice, nnnnooo THRICE and consult your sensei before consuming any hormones pills.

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I'm not being sulky darlings, don't get me wrong. I'm still bouncing around like a tigger (kaaa pui! Did I just said tiggerrr???), making the babes laugh their ss off in the office, tickling every dude I see (okay i mean flirting ).

Its just the nights that are killing me.

Watched I am Number Four at Iluma (no couple seat, bleahhhh!). I like shows with this kinda story line but it was quite a disappointment. Don't think anybody will be able to watch the whole show at home, The Biker Man was falling asleep mid-way.

While on the way back to his place last night, was observing how close cars are to each other on highway. The Biker Man casually commented that his bike's always this distance to lorries everytime he rides. That kinda freaked me out. THIS close? Its a shoulder-rub away dude.

I cant relax. Especially when it rains so frequently nowadays and the road's all wet by the time he goes home. I'm still praying hard that its a bright-new-shiny-toy phase, though I'm not gonna tell him that.

He'll be reading this off here anyways. Lalalalala.

I don't deny that he look awfully cute with his biker jacket on. Nah I just lurve man stuffs.

Pointssss deducted if there's no 胡子 when he removes his helmet.

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Communication is achieved when there's a speaker and a listener.

Conversation, is a different thing. If speeches don't bounce two way, its not a conversation.

And then we have all sorts of conversation. Crap talks, beer talks, guy talks, bitch talks, heart to heart talks. Alot of problems can be resolved if you put both parties down to talk. Talk, and then listen.

So why don't you guys just sit down and talk it out?