At the studio, we were subject to the whims of the staff for eight torturous hours and another few hours another weekend because of a mistake. We were poked and prodded, asked to contort our bodies into inhuman shapes, made to put on humiliating costumes, and then, as if that weren't enough, they make it into an album with nonsensical, Hello Kittyesque, English (that probably meant somthing nice in the original Chinese) so that we can be reminded of this torture in the future. Now I understand why the divorce rate in Asia is so low - I really don't want to go through that again, ever.
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