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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.


tired.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006 ( 6:32 PM )



i just love italics.
i don't know why.
aren't italic words pretty?

haha.

i had a pretty bad morning.
i guess today was the first time i realized that too little sleep could actually make you cranky and irritable. because its never happened to me before; in the past, when i only sleep for 2-3 hours,
i'm actually more energetic the next morning
and i'm more awake, though
my eyes will hurt like shit,
but otherwise i'm pretty ok with the little sleep.

but today for some reason my brain refused to
coordinate
and twice in a row when ms kannan called me for attendance i didn't even hear
i was so lost in my sleepy little world.
i kept dropping my stuff,
didn't pay attention in class (though i doubt anyone really did)
and kept doodling to keep myself awake.

after school i was supposed to go to tp
to hang out with him for a while during his break,
but i was too tired
so i didn't go
though i was kinda looking forward to it. haha.

and i did go home but in the end
i went to laura's house,
but i have no idea what possessed me to go there
because all i did was hook on to her wireless with my laptop
and browse like a million new blogskins.
it's so difficult to find a decent pretty blogskin that hasn't already been downloaded like a gazillion times by other users.

my crankiness had dissolved by lunch,
thankfully.

but i feel kinda bad for not going tp and not resting like i was supposed to,
and going laura's to waste time.
haha. sorry ar, m.

but the irony of it was that i wanted to go find you because i was really tired
both physically and emotionally.
i wanted you to hold me and let me cry,
but i guess it's good that i didn't go
because
if i did go and i did break down
you'd prolly be so scared
you'd prolly think i'd lost it.
haha. so it's a good thing i didn't go, i guess.
and i don't think i want to talk on the phone either.
sorry.

there's just so much going on right now
that i havent told anyone, not a soul
my friends might think they know me
all about me
but honestly
you've touched only the surface of what is going on inside my head.
and i feel like crying so bad
like how right now i'm tearing up as i type this
but who can truly understand what i'm going through?
and even if someone does understand,
they won't be able to help.

because while i've been through bad stuff,
this is the big daddy of them all,
the monster boss of all problems.
and this is really anchoring my heart
i can feel it sinking deeper and deeper every second into a bottomless pit.

but no matter how sad i am, or how many tears fall from my eyes,
the problem still won't be solved like i want it to be, right?
so might as well smile, try to forget that it's happening,
and move on bravely right?

tomorrow is the day.
and i hope everything goes well.
once tomorrow is over,
i hope to come home to smiling faces.
if i don't,
i don't know what i'll do.

i really don't.

sorry if i've bored you with all my emo-ing
you're prolly thinking,
"here she is, emo-ing to cyberspace again,"
but i really need to let it out.