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- Credits to Rotating Corpse

it is your imperfection which makes you perfect. I will love you always.

the many similarities between a trainer and a prostitute:

They both commit their time to their clienteles

They would require two separate phones, one for personal usage and another for their clients

They get paid by the hour, sometimes longer, depending on the client’s needs. Of course, if the client tires easily this would be a bonus.

If they’re lucky, they get tipped for good services though this is rare

They provide a certain set of skills which they possess to their clients

A big smile is plastered onto their faces whenever they are with their client, especially when trying to seal a deal

They are both require to wear their uniform at work. While a trainer puts on his jersey, vest and cargo pants, a prostitute works in her birthday suit.

Both would need to look their very best to do well in the industry. Sometimes, enhancement products or supplements are beneficial. While a trainer takes protein shakes and some do steroids, a prostitute gets her breast enlarge.

Of course, sales is of paramount importance. Without it the trainer gets fuck by his manager. Without it the pimp fucks the prostitute.

it’s been a while, but then again i spend most of my days running up and down juggling you, them, school, work and everything else but myself.

tick tock tick tock, someone’s getting older =P

every time rach gets upset, just get her ice cream. it always work

oh, and to all pochiochi shoppers, there’s something you ought to know.


please please sign up for pt with me

the biggest loser marathon inspires me to do well at work. Mmhmm

please let me make lots of money. fast.

dumdumdum, not going to class feels weird and wrong. gotta start working on land soon.

instead of evidence, tort, land and company it has been studies on the human anatomy, origins and insertion of muscles, bones and lots of  other practical classes for the whole week. sigh

Walk side by side with me, now and forever

this place's a guessing game. try figuring out who's who!

hint* she contributes a mere 10% to the entire 'electronically operated diary'

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