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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.


came and went

Saturday, August 12, 2006 ( 10:51 PM )



went to watch fireworks today.
only thing is,
i didn't get to see any bloody fireworks.
my dad drove there,
and chose to take the route through some ulu road, and we ended jamming there for a good 15 minutes,
during which the fireworks CAME AND WENT.
ARGH.

oh well. i'll watch the fireworks next year.
*waits in anticipation*


i was watching this korean drama the other day,
when one girl was telling the lead actress how much she was in love;
"i never believed in love
but the moment i opened up to it,
i fell in love.
believe me, it comes naturally."

or something along those lines.


is it possible for someone to be in love with the prospect of being in love?


i'm a skeptic, so forgive me when i ask these nonsensical questions in the name of cynicism.

i flinch even while reading about couples who call each other honeybuns, angel, sweetie pie, even darling and baby and dear kinda put me off before. I was saying to sara and cindy and laura yesterday how i wasn't an ardent fan of pet names.

i broke my own code by using it.
was i nuts?
was i crazy?
i've always cringed at it.


BUT

when I use such terms...
and i use it without flinching
and i'm actually happy that i used it
and i'm smiling to myself as i slip the monikers into my sms...

you know i've sunk into this as well.
possibly deep.
hur.




as i'm writing this the skeptic in me is going,
ARE YOU NUTS? YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING!!

but then it all swirls around me,
envelopes me,
holds me like he does,
and I KNOW THAT I KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING.

:)

the crazy things people do
when they're in love.