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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 balloons and dusty situations

Sunday, October 01, 2006 ( 4:41 PM )



Finally ended my one month stint at Mastereign Enrichment on friday.
And I left with mixed feelings.
Happy that I could leave the boring work behind,
but sad that I had to leave the crazy fun people behind.
Mythili dear I'll miss you like crazy!!! :(



Went to a Children Day's party at church today.
The food was uh, bland to my taste.
It's strange how food other people find salty or sweet or with too much taste,
I might find bland.
I guess its the way I was brought up, living with explosions of tastes everyday.
Peranakan food is THE BOMB pleaseeee. :D:D

Anyway the food there sucked.
And the things they're teaching kids these days!
oh my gawdddd.
Please look at the following pictures and tell me if you don't think they look obscene lah.
The makers of these party decors are seriously twisted.


Perhaps it still looks very innocent from this angle luh, hor. BUT!!!!





When my sister and brothers went off to get sculpted balloons/food/their faces painted,
they left the balloons they'd collected on the table.

And I just so happened to realize at first glance how uh, wrong they were.





Even my mom and dad shared my sentiments (gleefully) when I pointed it out to them. -_-"

There was this guy/dad who was carrying his daughter's pink bag. And the same pink balloon in the other hand.
And the balloon kept jiggling as he walked.
Oh gawd.
I couldn't stop laughing lah.
The innocence some adults still harbour.

Or maybe they just take pride in such things!
*horror*
Or maybe the current generation is just more, uhhhhh, imaginative.
HAHAHAHA.

The blue one ar.
Shades of colour makes it look wronger.


and thank me that I didn't take a picture of the green one.

my goodness.

And then they wonder why kids nowadays know about such blatant stuff, when they've been exposed to things like these at such a young age lor!

Not that they'd see what I see lah, maybe.

HAHA.

Springcleaned the living room today.
I think I'm allergic to dust.
It's sad.

I get rashes and itching sensations wherever the dust touches me. That's kinda the reason why I avoid housework and basically whatever deals with dust.

Ew.

Would my hair look better if I cut it short huh?