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.


Goodbye, School

Sunday, September 14, 2008 ( 10:26 PM )



And let's officially welcome the brand new start to IPP,
to a world that's sorely lacking of ponies, pink rainbows, glitter, smiling children, and a non-gay Barney (that people are not trying desperately to kill).

Goodbye my dear childhood,
your presence has served me well,
making me happy when things were downright miserable,
my childhood, my stupid LalaLand was my safe haven, my little escape when I didn't want to believe that evil existed in the world.
After all, we are all brought up, with fairytales, storybooks, kiddy TV shows, that all showcase the good side of the world. However we soon learn, as we mature, that life is never as simple as prancing around a field with a straw hat, a straw basket, collecting strawberries for our wolf and pig friends. Rather, the wolf and pigs collaborate, in a vicious attempt to steal your soul and sell it for five strawberries to feed their hunger, which is ever prevalent in this world.

Goodbye my dear school years,
now I, and many of my friends, will step into the next phase of our life,
starting out at the bottom rung of the worm-infested corporate ladder.
Maybe it's not all that bad,
maybe it's, after all, just the media being the media, highlighting ugly over good.
I will, nonetheless, miss the comfort and safety that you have given me, over the past twelve years. School was my security blanket, and my ticket to the good life for the future.
And I hope that two fridays ago wasn't the last day I stepped into/walked out of a school environment. I hope that university follows my poly graduation, honestly, and I hope life proves to be a happy route for me.

Goodbye my dear friends,
I will miss you all dearly.
Ones I became close to through TEP, ones I was close to all along,
and ones I was never close to,
I will miss you all the same.
Because you were all part of a great experience in my life,
that, quite unbelievably, I am quite reluctant to leave behind.
Perhaps for fear of what is to come,
perhaps for fear of the unknown.
But the fact remains that I will never forget what I've learnt behind those gray walls,
and I will never forget the people,
the happy times, the bad times, the sad times.
Goodbye, Laura, Jacintha, Shafinah, Priscilla, Iqah, Charlene,
and all my other friends.
I had fun, joy, laughter, stress (much of it -_-)..
And I will sorely miss TEP.
Coming to school late almost everyday,
sitting beneath a freezing aircon unit,
going for breakfast,
choking on food when I laugh,
starting work, looking forward to lunch,
having lunch at Koufu/Nihonmura/South,
and continuing work in the afternoon,
with tea treats like dewberries and chocolate from college bookstore.
And then, signing out equipment, looking for my go home buddies,
walking out to the bus stop,
laura gc-ing and running to the bus stop while i buy my nuggets,
and she's still there when I reach the bus stop, cursing and swearing.
and then my bus comes (still before hers HAHA)
and the short journey home, where I deflate,
only to tense up again when I have to squeeze out of the packed bus..
A night of work,
and sleep at 2/3/4am/no sleep,
and the cycle continues.
Goodbye, dear cycle.
Humans are never truly responsive to change, never truly accepting of it.


But I hope we all get through this huge change,
with serenity and success.
Good luck to all of you,
and have fun.