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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.


Goodbye, 2006

Sunday, December 31, 2006 ( 2:49 PM )



So many things in 2006;
2006 is (not was, not yet anyway) a far cry from 2005.


I guess I've changed in many ways, good and bad I suppose.
Everyone does, right?

***

There was the most obvious transition,
from an all-girls' secondary school to a more independent co-ed course, that's more focused (on media - as a business, pui. Lol.) than as compared to the gazillion subjects we learn in sec sch ;

the transition of being pushed, to being independent,
where there's no one telling you what to do and how to do it,
and we have to figure it out ourselves ;

the transition from where my confidantes were around me 24/7,
to an environment where I had to fend for myself, mostly.

then there was the emotional transition,
where I found love ; :)
where I found out what it was like to feel so much for another, to want to care for, protect and love another human being.


and there was the transition of realising that life is not at all as sweet and easy as I'd hoped it would be, from thinking that everything would work out no matter what
- though I still stick to my Christian/naïve belief that things work out if you believe in it enough.


I felt stress in all its glory,
as well as happiness,
and sadness,
and pain. >:( , :) , :( , :/


Life is all about transitions and change,
but how many of us really appreciates what comes out of these changes we're put through?
I can't say I do,
because as much as I try to deny it,
I am one who resists change,
who performs best in familiar environments where I don't feel threatened.




Resolutions for 2007:
1. Be nicer to my siblings.
2. Procrastinate less. Study in advance.
3. Stop neglecting my hobbies.
4. Drink less caffeine.


Funny, these were pretty much the same things I wanted to do in 2006.
Ahhhhhhhh well.

****


Did you read the papers today?
There's some new software that you can plant in your partner's/child's/whoever you're suspicious of 's phone, and you can spy on their smses.

There's some debate of whether this act is against the law or not,
but who cares;
i think that it's completely whack and a total infringement of privacy.
Unless of course it's your child's future at stake, then MAYBE such stupid stuff can be condoned. But, if you suspect your husband is cheating on you, why on earth would you want to find out? WHY?


Why subject yourself to more torture and pain and sadness and humiliation,
when you can just live in ignorance and happily think it's all okay?
Why.


I would just live in ignorance.
Ignorance. Is. Bliss.


Unless, of course, you have no more feelings for the bastard and want nothing more than to leave his side.
Then, I say, knock yourself out with this new toy.




Ahhh.
Happy New Year to all of you.
:)



tag replies:
manda: nope i didn't. it looks different meh? ur eyes lah. hahaha.
elaine: how'd it go? i tell you ah, this mass comm ppl are trying to kill us all. kill us all, i tell you! lol.
misso: hmm. yeah, that kinda makes sense. haha.
cheryl: yes, it was doom impending, because I met you! LOL. jkjk la. :) i love you! :D
clarice: haha thanks. :) hows it going?
cin: haha. aww. :) and this reply to your tag is like so late lah. lols.