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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.


Of fevers and funny notices

Tuesday, August 29, 2006 ( 2:48 PM )



I came out of my dad's car on sunday, and a piece of paper stuck on the wall on one of the columns under my HDB block caught my attention.


the words on the notice say,

"Beware! Watch out for flying SANITARY PAD from above ! when you walk pass here.

It may lands on your poor head !"

My first reaction to it was to crack up. flying sanitary pad! hahaha! Super san pad! (eww. =X)

And then i realized that reaction was kinda mean, because it's just plain mean to laugh at someone who's just received a blessing from heaven in the form of a soiled sanitary pad. And its just plain disgusting.

And my second reaction was to shrivel in disgust at how inconsiderate some people really are. Apparently the maid who lives in the flat above mine flings her san pad out the window when she bui song, too. Or just when she's plain lazy. Or maybe when she wants to charm someone but maybe she feels instead of dropping a hanky a san pad would be more trendy. Or, pity pity, maybe her rubbish chute's all jammed up with san pads, so she's got no choice but to hurl her pad outta the window. Either way her life is easier with one less soiled san pad to get rid of, right?

???!

Like, can't you people be more considerate? I've found yucky san pads outside my window multiple times, and even though its not mine, to save others from the utter sadness of having to pick up stuff like this, i pick it up and throw it away. *cringes*

And hey, even if your rubbish chute IS jammed up, it still doesn't give you liberty to toss pads out of the window like the road outside is your great ah kong's road hor. It may not be killer litter, but it's DISGUSTING LITTER. :( go the hell down and chuck it in the bin, can?? Pity the poor guys/girls/old people/children/dogs who kena struck in the head with san pads.

They say getting bird shit on you is good luck, cos what are the chances of a flying bird shitting right overhead? Like zero to none. But this is a totally different story.

IT'S NOT GOOD LUCK AT ALL, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. =(

Please practise more consideration, dear people. It's not very nice to hurl soiled pads outta the window, even if you're just trying to hit on Prince Charming. Or on the karang guni man.

And my third reaction was revulsion at how bad Singaporeans are with their English. flying sanitary pads. walk pass. lands on your poor head. HURHUR. need i say more?

ANWS! was on the way home that day after work from joshua's.

and guess what! we saw this:


Not sure if you can see, its not very clear, was taken while the car was moving. Save it and zoom. Hurhur :D

It's a cute little shop (antique shop i think,oo) by the name of Anjana.

Hahahaha. Me and Laura laughed our asses off.

Bye anjana, have fun in India. Remember to get me something like you *ahem* promised. I know you heard me. :D:D:D:D

i've been sick for the past 2 days. yesterday i had a horrid fever and spent 3/4 the day sleeping, which i didnt like cos i don't like wasting my day away like that, you know? add to the fever gastric and stomach upset. my stomach's still happily riding away on a roller coaster, but my fever's gone down.

Suay man. Sick right at the start of the holidays. And i can't even remember the last time i was this sick, it's been so long.

Hurhur.