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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.


Lost, but hopefully recoverable.

Monday, October 13, 2008 ( 3:21 PM )



My laptop just died on me on saturday. i was devastated, because i'd invested so much time and effort into things that were on my laptop (reports, work, videos, games etc) that when it died on me, I just panicked, kinda like when you break up with your boyfriend, or when someone close to you dies.

That shitty feeling where you didn't do what you could have done to salvage the relationship and made sure it had a good foundation (where you didn't salvage your files and back it up); another shitty feeling where you might have been able to drag the relationship further, longer (where you could have extended the life of your laptop if you hadn't downloaded this game and directly caused it to die the moment you installed it); and of course, that very very shitty feeling where you know that you've lost something special (duh, it houses all your anniversary/outing photos, games, hard work, personal documents, chat logs, blog skin htmls from yesteryear...etc etc.)

Sigh, like i've said before, human dependency on technology is stupendously mind-blowing.
At first I was so lost, like omg omgomgomg it's sunday, what am i going to do when i get home? No games to play, oh my god my cooking dash MY COOKING DASH FUCK I HAD SUCH A GREAT SCORE FUCK FUCK oh well maybe i could catch some tv.




Then I decided that it's been a long time since i've spent time with family. and so i did. :)
Yay for family. And i had a great weekend, spent with boyfriend and family simultaneously, and my family was happy cos he bought us a hefty dinner on sat cos it was my dad/sister's birthday. :) 9 people, a happy birthday(s).

i was panicking, yeah, laptop. the whole flight or fight thing, where i wanted to crawl into a ball in a corner of my room and suck my thumb til martin solved the problem.

which, unfortunately, was unsolvable.

So, moral of story, don't download games that look really nice.
EG. PERFECT WORLD INTERNATIONAL.
which i assumed would give me hours of fun, but instead would prolly cost me a bloody sum of 160 odd. Bah.

I miss my cosy laptop.