Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

labels or love?

while my colleague beside me is obviously quarrelling with her boyfriend aka husband-to-be, over HDB matters... here i am wondering why are there such numbskulls on earth/in Singapore?

are guys these days so dense as that?
i refuse to believe that our dad's era of men are all extinct.
there is some hope! i think...
i hate to have to stereotype.

oh well... live and be happy!
life's too short to fuss over boys.

so i concluded, i'll have Fergie's song as part of my life's music playlist.
the lyrics are.................... cool ;)

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 those 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 broke 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, Cadillac, 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'm a shop for labels while them ladies lay and wait for love

Friday, December 05, 2008

the art of hidding

question: is it healthy to hide relationships?
obviously not.

would you be truly happy?
it seems so stressful to do so...
what's the point in hidding?
all i see are negative outcomes.

i hope she sees it.

everyone is an adult here, so i don't see a point in having to purposely deceive others or prevent others from finding out.
what's so shameful?

if you love and care for each other, that's enough.
people should and would give their blessings!
our impression has changed.
and it is leaving one party hurt and affected.

but i'm proud of him - proud that he is handling it just fine.
all those bottled-up frustrations, who would know? and who would care?
is there a way i could possibly help?

love isn't painless, but it is unconditional.
that's the way love is suppose to be.
or at least that's what i think.

i hope they work this out soon.
hate to see them like this....

Monday, December 01, 2008

Pixar - Tennis Commercial

why bother

why should i bother being nice when in the end i always get shit for it.
no appreciation whatsoever.
cept for a black face.
why should i even bother trying then.
i just don't understand the logic in that.
not as if that's the only one that can be used.
all because of laziness, selfishness and own ease of usage, that causes inconvenience to others.
what crap.
who isn't tired, who doesn't want convenience, who doesn't want the easy way out.
why can't the peace be longer...
then i wouldn't have to put myself through all of this.
been away already, talk online whole day, phone calls... it's never enough.
i need my peace again.
it's good to be alone. seriously.