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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 stolen phones and broken fairytales

Wednesday, November 01, 2006 ( 9:57 PM )



After lunch at Food Junction yesterday, we went to the toilet next to it. Me liking the handicapped cubicle cos its damn spacious and I don't feel like I'm gonna knock the walls down any second, I went in there, and i was smsing him halfway,

when i itchy backside decided to put my phone on the stone wall behind me.

And i forgot to take my phone back when I left the cubicle.

I only realised I'd left it there when we got to the red room, and I ran there but was embarrassed so I stopped halfway, but now I regret that - i should have just ran all the way there; even if I passed out from a sudden asthma attack I'd still have a higher chance of getting my phone back.

There was so many things I could have done to not have lost my phone, and not being downright stupid is one of them.

While rushing down the escalator to the toilet, there was this girl who was going up the escalator, and she was staring at me in a weird way. Gut feeling was that she'd taken my phone and saw my wallpaper of me and him and she recognised me.

But I guess I'll never find out huh.

So as expected the phone wasnt in the loo anymore. In a mere span of five minutes some ugly soul had pocketed the phone and escaped.

People work fast these days, huh. *clapclap*

And I texted and called and called and texted and called and texted somemore, begging my heart out.

But people seem to be born without a heart these days.
It's been about 36 hours since I last touched my phone.


I mean, the reason why I'm so uptight about all this shit is because I can't afford another phone anytime soon! SO HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO COMMUNICATE WITH THE OUTSIDE WORLD WHEN I DON'T HAVE MY HANDPHONE?!?

I'll prolly only be able to get a phone, like in what, January? And only after working a couple months to save up for a good phont. DAMN. I HATE HANDPHONE ROBBERS.

think you found something and you can keep it?
think finder's keepers is the way to go?
GOD BLESS YOUR POOR, TWISTED SOULS.


Personally, if I found something that didn't belong to me (whether or not the owner was trying so desperately to get it back) I'd return it, honestly, to the person if i can find him/her or to lost and found. I'd feel bad if i keep it lah!

PLUS, it's bad karma.




Haix.





me and my stupid retarded stupidity.

and my mentality that all people have good in them.
and that fairytales can happen.


I was watching Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses the other day.
I always get so excited whenever I see a new Barbie movie out.

I don't know why, but I always actually enjoy the movie.
It's the whole girl likes guy, girl gets into trouble and Prince Charming rides up to save her, and girl and guy fall in love, trouble subsides, and they live happily after.

I have that fairytale mentality, I realised, after watching Barbie.
That everything will turn out happy and dandy in the end.



Shall drop by the police post tmr to make a report. Hope its not too late.


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