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Shakz Kimchi



I'm like an American but I don't have guns.

I write what i like, not to please you. So if you're not interested, you don't have to leave. It enthralles the shit outta me.



I am not boy-lingual.Thank you.

hearts talking.



alternative exits.


my days, not yours.


thank you.

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Monday, December 29, 2008





[Listening to: Pat Benatar - Hit Me With Your Bestshot]



This goes out to all the angsty ladies who's having a hard time dealing with those total idiots whom we refer to as, MEN.
Well, whether you like it or not, we all know that armageddon is coming after our bahookies(butts).
(Don't even get me started on 2012 cause personally, i think it's bullcrap.)

So anyways, the Holy Qur'an states that there'll be more women than men. I'm not saying that you should now turn your head to people from the same sex BUT, let me amplify what happens next.

Being the chauvinists bunch of creatures having a banana between two oranges, we'll only feed to their ego due to the fact that there'll be more competition in women getting men. Majority of women depends on men, since men make their world go round *like how my eyes rolling now when i typed that* On the contrary, men will feel vastly worshipped, leading to the severe inflatation of their heads.

From this, women will be looked as desperados and will always be at the loosing end.
Why is that so? It's because men tend to leave us, the women, when we screw the smallest things up. Or when they start to find things are getting mundane.

So you shitheads who's having a hard time with them,
you better be off going and NOT look back.
And for you who thinks that you're so lucky to have find the right one, start planning on how to keep your man right next to you. Remember, always be exciting.


The bottom line, men are superficial as they are made to be. Never be to vulnerable.

Now, let's all turn to a tough cookie :D


I'm definitely not interested with their silly games. Or am i? D: Haaahaa.

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And so here are some random pictures.


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Try fitting in Ahmad Adam, Seowling, Daming, Lihui and Jeff into the picture.
ANDREA EE ZIWEI's Sweet-16 surprise party!


I'm sure you had an awesome time, chica!
The few weeks of self-planning turned out great.
You totally didn't know what's happening.


Thank you
Hanisah, Joey, Jolyn, Erwany, Ayu, Ian, Benny, Kenneth, Daryl and Kenneth.


13:51


Saturday, December 20, 2008

I miss you;
I miss your hug.
I miss your smile.
I miss your smell.
I miss your love.

I miss you;
I miss you calling my name.
I miss you kissing my forehead randomly.
I miss you trying your best to tie my hair neatly.
I miss you looking at me in the eye and tell me that you're feeling happy.

I miss you;
I miss the times when we played stupid games and let me win.
I miss the times when you sent me noisy love songs.
I miss the times when we laughed over practically nothing.
I miss the times when you cycle all the way just to meet me.

I miss you;
I miss the cute name callings.
I miss the late night phone calls.
I miss the argument over who should end the call first.
I miss the way you try to annoy me cause you just can't.


I'd die a thousand deaths
for mastering enough guts to say this

But simply,
i miss having you in my life again.



02:45