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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 sickness and gatherings

Thursday, September 21, 2006 ( 12:32 AM )



I'm sick.
Fever.
Nausea.
Sore throat.
Stomachache.
ARGH.
And I don't know why I'm so bloody sick.

Was practically sleeping on the table.
Called Temasek JC at least 10 times. Because it has that "please press 1 for ____, please 2 for _____ ... press * to repeat the main menu."
And I pressed * at least 5 times per call. HURHUR.
wanted to waste time away!
And I successfully wasted about 20mins to half an hour calling TJC. :D

But it was mainly (one reason was cos I was bored shitless) cos I was sick, my eyes were burning and half closed.
I was listless, sleepy, and feverish. So the sluggish work can be pardoned.

I don't even know why I'm sick luh. Maybe it's cos of being in the rain the other day.
Or maybe cos I miss him, though I've only seen him like yesterday! and the day before, and the day before as well, I think. Uhh.


After work went to Serangoon Garden to look for Laura while she was at her *ahem* retail assistant job. There was a mini gathering, apparently; Grace (whom I haven't seen in sooooo longgggg! :D), Siok, Jewel and Laura and me were there together for the first time in a long time. I was so happy despite my heavy migraine and fever, to see them after a long time was such a high.

And though it was a short meeting, like an hour plus, it was a pretty nostalgic and cheerful meeting.

And I sincerely hope we can all go out together soon. Jew, Siok, Grace, Laura, me and Carol (WHERE ARE YOU, CAROL. I'VE NOT SPOKEN TO YOU IN 28934423859634 YEARS LUH.=( )



He's asked me to go meet his mom tomorrow. *gulp*
If i'm feeling better, that is.
I'm on the fence on that one.