welcome

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.


QUACK QUACK JOKE

Monday, December 04, 2006 ( 7:10 PM )



One day, a police officer caught sight of 3 ducks swimming in a pond.
He decided to inspect them to make sure they weren't doing anything suspicious.



So he pulled the first duck over.

Officer: What's your name and what are you doing here?
First Duck: I'm Quack and I'm blowing bubbles in the pond.



The officer found nothing wrong with the first duck, so he let him go, and pulled the second duck over.

Officer: What's your name and what are you doing here?
First Duck: I'm Quack Quack and I'm blowing bubbles in the pond.



The officer found nothing wrong with the second duck as well, so he let him go, and pulled the third duck over.

Officer: What's your name and what are you doing here?
Let me guess, your name is Quack Quack Quack,
and you're blowing bubbles in the pond.

Third Duck: No, my name is Bubbles.




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Some things are just meant to be broken,
while others are meant to be prized,
and some may have just been made to be taken cruelly away from you.




I've been feeling so sleepy, emo and headache-y this week.
Maybe it's just PMS, maybe not.
Hope this retardedness goes away, far far away from me soon.





Sorry to all those who suffer my wrath month after month while I PMS.
Not a pretty thing.
Lol.


And I wanted to blog about something else that was on my mind but I forgot what it was. Guess I join your blur ranks, goldfish. :)