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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.


papa please strike toto 100 million please

Wednesday, August 02, 2006 ( 6:04 PM )



i realise that all my recent entries have been pretty emo-lish, some way or the other. i push the blame on the stress that the mountain of icas has bestowed upon us.

but after kannan's presentation and seah's test today, i feel as if half the world has been taken off my shoulders.
and tomorrow at 4 o'clock, the other half of the world still burdening my shoulder will dissolve and vanish into thin air.
there's still azhar's storyboarding to finish on and present by monday.
but so what!
after tomorrow the stress of IT ALL WILL BE LIFTED FROM MY WEARY SHOULDERS!
HOOHAA! X)

i need to get a job. seriously.
anyone out there with an easy-can-sit-back-and-relax type of job that pays supreeeemely well?
YOU DO, RIGHT?
tell me. tag me.

prospective jobs:
1) metro.
yes, i can't believe i am actually excited at the possibility of working at METRO.
of all places. hurhur.
i'm so not desperate for cash lor.

2) receptionist at my brother's friend's mom's sister's company.
if anything, experience has taught me that God did not build me for the following:
- CUSTOMER SERVICE : i would be charged for murder, honestly. i have thin patience when it comes to people demanding this and that.after 2 hours at sentosa's training course, i came across this life changing discovery, that serving people is so not the way to go for me.
- DESK JOBS : oh, the sorrow of a cramped ass.8 hours straight of sitting and typing or making calls ... it's way more than enough to make you hallucinate seeing evil mounds of paper grinning back at you while you're on your toilet break.

so the receptionist and metro jobs aren't exactly my ideal jobs, per se.
hohoho.
i want to get a writing job!
where i can sit on my fat ass at home all day and type type type out beaaaauuutiful stories and make them come to life.
but not what we've been learning in scriptwriting though,
author-ish stuff.
heh.
*daydreams*

BUT SNAP BACK TO REALITY!
ooo. i want the holidays to arrive right nowwww so that i can earn some dough!

STUFF I NEED (or just want) TO BUY:

and i want to dye my hair again. i'm sick of red lor.

i want to dye my hair brown! :)

love wasn't put in your heart to stay, love isn't love until you give it away