welcome

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.


oh my gawd oh my gawd oh my gawd

Friday, March 24, 2006 ( 12:14 PM )



i'm going for my medical later.

i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous i'm so nervous

yep. you get the idea.

jew said that for the x ray u had to go naked - *EEK* - and stand there in the blistering cold while it works its stuff. wearing nothing but yr underwear (not even yr bra) and this thin hospital robe-ish thing.

i jus hope the doc's female. and whether the doc's female, male, lesbian or gay, i'll feel so...violated, anyway, just taking my clothes off in somewhere thats not my toilet and room. EEK.

GROSS.

why do they need an x ray anyway???
as if they need a picture of my spine to see if i can operate a camera or act or write scripts. like my spine will tell you my future and my capabilities and weaknesses. yeah right.

hmmmmm.

how people read palms, some read feet, some read people's faces..maybe some people in this twisted world read spines.

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OMGG!! i feel so violated!!