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Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it’s all I’m thinking of
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it’s all I’m thinking of

I already know what my addiction is
I be looking for labels, I ain’t looking for love
I shop for purses while I walk out the door
Don’t cry, buy a bag and then get over it
And, I’m not concerned with all the politics
It’s a lot of men I know I could find another one.

What I know is that I’m always happy
When I walk out the store, store
I’m guessing Supercalifragi-sexy,
Nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him,
Tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

Love’s like a runway but which one do I love more
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love’s like a runway, so what’s all the fussing for
Let’s stop chasing them boys and shop some more

I know I might come off as negative
I be looking for labels,
I ain’t looking for love
Relationships are often so hard to tame
A Prada dress has never broken my heart before

And, ballin’s something that I’m fed up with
I’mma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing
Cause I know that my credit card
Will help me put out the flames
I’m guessing Supercalifragi-sexy,
Nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him,
Tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

Gucci, Fendi, Prada purses,
Purchasing them finer things
Men they come a dime a dozen,
Just give me them diamond rings
I’m into a lot of bling,
Cadallic, Chanel and Coach
Fellas boast but they can’t really
Handle my female approach
Buying things is hard to say
Rocking Christian Audigier, Manolo,
Polo, taking photos in my Cartier
So we can’t go all the way,
I know you might hate it but
I’mma shop for labels while them ladies lay and wait for love



Labels or Love, Fergie





the greatest thing you'll ever learn,
is to love and be loved.


9 in a row.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005 ( 12:55 PM )



Today was perhaps the best day in school history for me. Period.

Let’s see… first two periods were mother tongue, which I’ve free because my higher Chinese lessons are conducted in ang mo kio ss. The three periods thereafter were A*maths. Our beloved teacher Mrs Ng wasn’t in school!! Five free periods in a row!

I was simply filled with joy…

Spent those three periods doing the miscellanous exercise for differentiation. That really pulled my spirits down because I made so many errors, all out of carelessness! That’s my major problem, and it has been since young. I’d managed to curb it in primary 4, and the goodness lasted till sec1.. where I began treading haphazardly into the death zone called ‘Carelessness’ again. This sucks so bad… I’m sinking into depression right now. Humphs. I mean, how am I going to do well for my O’s if I’m so careless? I already had a B3 for my Chinese. I can’t let it pull me down further, but if the rest of my grades are gonna prove worse, then I really don’t know what to do with myself.

Anyway!

Then it was recess, and I went for my run.. after recess came English, which I was looking forward to.. but ms yao never appeared. 7 straight periods.

Or, 9. Because after English were chemistry—a subject I dropped this year =D –and assembly, which is pretty much sitting around in the hall counting down the minutes, waiting for the bell to ring.

Whoopee.. wasn’t it perfect?

Almost.. I’m still flustered about the whole carelessness and incompetent thingy. I really have to crack my whip and start killing myself soon.. Before this lazy trait of mine kills me.

The Pope’s funeral’s on Friday, 4p.m. Singapore time. And guess what other happy thing it is that I’ve to announce as well?

I can’t watch it live because my mother won’t allow me to. I can’t skip my higher Chinese lessons because of this, she says. She’s asking me why I’m so worked up about the whole passing of the Pope thing; she doesn’t seem to realize that it’s the Pope we’re talking about here, the leader of our faith, the Holy Father, his Holiness Pope John Paul II. She seems to be taking it so lightly. I mean, maybe that isn’t a bad thing, but her nonchalance about the matter is very unsettling for a person I believe to have so much faith.

I’m gonna fight for this… I want to be there, in front of the TV, watching the Pope for the last time.