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Thursday, December 25, 2014

A Lost Soul Turns Stronger!

I heard the news, shocked.

I thought about that, doleful.
I thought more, sorrowful.

I tapped myself, bewildered.
I sat there, blurred.
I closed my eyes, darker.

I shut myself, failing.
I repeated, lingering.
I turned, wishing.
I felt myself, sickening

I rivaled the voice, fragile.
I wanted to jump, senseless.
I tried and pushed, stuffier.
I cried a bit, excruciating.
I went on, devastated.

I paused, gallant-er.
I dried the eyes, determined.
I drained the voice, better.
I opened the eyes, lighter.
I stood up, brighter and aliver.
I promised myself, stronger.

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Sunday, November 2, 2014

A Loser under the Rain Rose Again—and Better!

The sun was high in the sky after it felt silently in itself that the light it had brimmed out, till the current phase of the day, suffice to dry the wet, probably watered and muddy, land—streets— which were soaked by the last night rain that poured outrageously and almost non-stoppedly. Luckily, for some, as they might have reasoned to themselves, there were sunlight, for this Sunday, to dry out—or, dehydrate—their washed and draped cloth. This self-imposed reason propelled them to get up from their bed, leaving behind the laziness inside their body that weaken their mind, to collect their cloth which had been worn, and stained with sweat and smells, throughout their weekdays and bring them, for another week, to laundry—a task which some eased with a clothing-washing machine and which some others had to complete using their mere hands and wooden-covered brush—and with, specifically for some others, thin plastic gloves.

The reason, despite its logicality, didn’t make it ways into Visoth’s head whose body and mind were still peacefully resting, in his messy bedroom, on his dust-filled bed where, atop, a few Sandra Brown’s novels—The Crush, Smoke Screen, Fat Tuesday—were flaunting tirelessly for a gentle clutch and an ardent read. Above-naked as the reeking striped blanket had been rolled away to a corner of the bed, Visoth, who was as frivolous as other aimless grown-ups, was still harboring a cute peaceful slumber till this sun-high-on-the-sky time on a Sunday—a kind of slumber which most teenager-turn-adults, like Visoth, would enjoyed and be proud of.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Life As I'm Facing And Hearing It

Taylor "not-so" Swift: I don't know about you but I'm feeling twenty-two and everything will be alright. 

Me: I don't know about you either and I'm twenty-more-than-that but everything aren't alright. Prettily, life is f-up manily here and everything is at its own best in boisterous mess.

John Wade, a famed film producer, said: Life is hard. It is even harder if you're stupid. 

Acclaimed author Jodi Picoult: Hold on strong and endure hard; life is one hard difficult test; you'll pass the test if you keep on clinging. 

Legendary Mark Twain: If all my words don’t seem to motivate you, 21-century adult, maybe you should try “marriage”, which would, for one brave turn, end all these hard-time adulty mess-up. Plus, your parents are doubting too!

My crush―if any: I’m sorry to hear about this hard time. I agree with Uncle Mark Twain. That's right; it's me right there and here for the whole time. I think about you, secretly, days and nights, which, when the factual reality hits me gently in face, crushes my heart crucifyingly―you never know how brutally retaliating that is. Sometimes, you know, I noon-fantasize that you and I are holding hand, walking together, fighting despite all the hardships cursed upon us two. You know, my love―I’m sorry if you’re mad at me addressing you so―we could do this, right? Give us a chance? I don’t want to move on, me-ly, with you as a good learning lesson. I'm just wishing the love which, by any miraculous chances, you may share could take my breath away just as when I was fantasizing about you and I being intimately in love. You know, for the current time, I’ll always be there for you, and, dearingly, I’m insanely in crush on you.  

Sunday, September 14, 2014

What I've Learnt From My Life During Un-employment Period

I left school back in almost late 2012, prior and during which I had been lucky to pick up quite a number of amateur working experiences through internship, freelanceship, part-time and volunteer works. Before I was finally able to land in for a job I had to live several couples of dreary weeks without jobs but seeking for one; that was almost burning all the academic parts of my body. Life! You have no ideas or might have some but, well, life during those weeks sucked.

I, however, got a job after some moments searching. I was committed to the job, which I loved and felt passionate for. As times grew forward, I was conditioned to selflessly convince myself to leave and I happily turned in the letter. 

Home sweet home for the second time!

On a conclusive manner, the period of “home sweet home” are freedom-spraying and, along time, somewhat depressing.

The good point, above all, though, is the struggle to fight and move on. With reflections, I gotta say I learned and observed something during those dark and absurd moments of being too free. The following decipher those knowledge and I'd like to humbly share with all of you. 

Monday, September 8, 2014

So Tell Me

There, are things growing in shape?

God, I miss a lot those dates. 
After all the time we're separate.

I'm fine with a complicated mind.
While you're there and I'm just behind.
And the sun doesn't seem to shine.

I try to run and reach to you.
I tried but feel like a fisher at a zoo.
I guess I must find some clues.
Now, tell me what I should do.

Should I stay, go or what?
If I stay, will you be bored?
If I go, will there be comfort?
By any chances, am I worth?
My mind finds mess and thoughts go short.

How long will I have to bear?
Leaving, I heard but don't yet dare.
These complications, I doubt, will float to where?
Apparently, to me, this seems like a nightmare.
I just hope we can forever still live, love, etc. in pair.
No matter what things turn out, I know you care.

So tell me!

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Is True Love Worth Fighting For?

Perhaps love is one of the things people mostly need in their life, a thing we all know, without which, life would be dull and ensnared. If dug deeper, there is another so-called sub-topic, which is quite more interesting and even more needed and complicated. TRUE LOVE! 

Does that true love really exist? You call, people. Personally, I think it does. I mean I have seen some couples fighting hard and struggled backbreakingly for their love and brought out the genuine, real authenticity essence of that four-letter word. 

Sometimes, a true love is all about the belief you hold in head. If you do convince s/he is the one, let's heart up and give it a fight those heart-weakening obstacles. If you do further your thought, another question may arise: how do I know s/he the one? Well, sometimes such dumb question can be only answered by your only self. And, only you. YOU, yeah, I mean!

Monday, July 28, 2014

A Love Letter From the 2060s

Not far into a quite arrive-soon future, 2050s or 2060s, life would be still going on, presumably more advancing with a more modernized and complicated technology. To an aspect, people who treasure reading, especially those whose passionate-ness about life are just to stubbornly strong to succumb away, will continue to enjoy reading and learning about life. Probably from those life and love novels that are intriguingly made interesting by people who are termed "best-selling authors" once until their manuscripts get approved and published and widely read afterwards and who, prior to that, are just a normal beings like us with a literary gene and vibe. 

One of those books you would enjoy reading and lose yourself into, in a probable weirder way of reading, is a not-so-best-but-best bestseller indie book called Those Then Decisions And Now, a prospective 2060 novel that would sparks the same viral effects as what John Green's TFIOS has done in this current time. 

Friday, June 13, 2014

A Motivational, Meaningful, Story About Stress-Managing

A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they'd be asked the "half empty or half full" question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: "How heavy is this glass of water?"

The answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.

She replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralysed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn't change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes." 

She continued, "The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralysed – incapable of doing anything."

Remember to put the glass down.

Or, pure the water out and put the glass away. 

The above story originally exists somewhere on the net. 

Thursday, May 15, 2014

7 Slow Melodic Songs To Help Circumvent Your Boredom (And A Bonus)

When you get bored in life what are those that you usually do to reduce the boredom? Trying something to cast away the boredom would sound just perfectly fit. Probably, if it seems, one is bored when their mind is troubled, and not calm. And the reasons? It could be millions. 

Maybe you're staying home while your relatives and friend are on holiday. Or, maybe you are worried about the tedious work you will have to face back soon when the weekend/holiday weeps pass through. Or, maybe, you have plucked in height-y expectation on something that later occur to fail short in result. Probably, either, you're still feeling bad about those ignorance which you have been unconsciously conveying to your beloved persons, say your mother. 

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Chakriya’s Catch-up, Clarifying, Apologizing Letter To Veasna


I have been trying to reason out my heart to write to you. Every time, I fell fragile despite all the first conscious determination; my hand would, first, find optimism and then dumbness yet my head would not hold along any righteous courage to write to you. Pissing you off then keeps haunting me. It won’t just fade away. Naturally, I haven't stopped feeling bad about that dejected ordeal which befall on you and which I chose to execute. 

I know I’m now in no virtuous position to write to clarify things out for you: why I jilted you so harshly back then? Things that day were clear enough: we met, I talked, used the unexpected L-word towards you and left, and you were left doubting and appallingly disappointed, almost believing you were that L-word.

Why, yet, do I still write you this letter? Maybe I am still thinking about that event. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not thinking of jilting you again; it hurt me too seeing you flinching after I harangued you. Maybe I shouldn't have brutally pierced your little gentleman’s heart. Whatever reason, I guess, doesn't matter now to you. You don’t care, right?  

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Lightening Words of Inspiration: Hunter Hayes's Invisible

Man, I love this one. Hunter Hayes comes back with an inspiration. I'm not a complete total fan but I gotta say this handsome guy with this kind of consoling voice and this soothing song of his that would curl the mind are off-the-hook.

Friday, April 25, 2014

66 Random Thoughts on A Feelingless Sappy April Night

It has been a day, a really tiring day and week. Life still goes on. So, tonight is kinda blue despite the natural darkenss, the darkness outside that is completely clueless and blind and being flirted by half-breezy April nighty wind. The feeling is none and the following ideas generate out, unafraidly.
  1. It's kind of happy to just relax after the lunch, doing some reading online. 
  2.  It's not always about the money; sometimes, something is too much priceless that money cannot play an effect. 
  3. Girls might be tough to read but if in a serious relationship they all want these: appriciaiton, care, security (financial, one of which), future, trust, love, honesty, initiatives, and sweet memories. 
  4. The most honest and sincere vision-led politician ever in this world is "mother". 
  5. Family will always matter most than other things in one's life. 
  6. Selfies on Facebook and other SNS will somehow get your appreciated but won't get your goals accomplished. 
  7. Watching movies doesn't have to be at only those swanky cinemas. 
  8. The future is flourished with efforts and hard work, not with procrastination and laziness. 
  9. Lifestyle is a noun and refers to different choice people choose to live their life. A modern lifestyle is a way of life while simple lifestyle is another. Sadly, so far, to the crowds, modern lifestyle is the only exclusive definition of lifestyle. 
  10. Success should be self-defined. Those success theories circulated can be learned from yet you've got to work out and define your own meaning and formula of success. 
  11. Friends are a part of life. Some are real while some are fake. Some still think about you despite the distance while some are busy making their life more meaningful. All you need to do is not to judge and keep this friendship going. You're blessed to have friends.  
  12. It doesn't matter how much and sweet your words are, actions are always matter more. Girls might like those sweet consoling words but they want to see the actions too. 
  13. Worrying over things doesn't make one a millionaire. 
  14. Bad days are part of a precious life; just don't mistake bad days for a bad life. 
  15. Twitter and Facebook will not get Harvard to grant you a fellowship/scholarship. 

Saturday, April 12, 2014

20 Awesome Love-Life Movies Quotes To Learn From

I was born and raised simple-ly as an innocent Cambodian boy. During my childhood, as other kids, I didn't think much about the future; I enjoyed those now-nostalgic childhood things and was quite care-freely childish, about which I wish I had been tapped into a more learning-conducing environment. 

I was sent to school and I have learnt to socialize. A part of me has always seek-ed (sought) out to allocate the meaning of my life. With that, at one time, I started to feel the magical awesomeness of learning and knowing life-related things and notion. The feeling inspires me and urge me to keep on learning things for life. 

Now apart from my academic world, which I feel I haven't achieved much but somehow satisfactory (and a part of me tells me to earn more achievement, which I feel convinced), I have usually tried to seek out to learn more through observing, reading, sharing, watching, etc. 

Among those knowledge-collecting activities, watching movies has always been a part of the routines and has somehow topped the priorities. Dating back briefly, I started the routine because somehow I felt that watching movies could be edutaining, though informally. In a phrase, watching movies sounds usefully good to me. 

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

An L-word Promise That Motivates.....

It is the damn word all yearn to have, especially those newly afoot into that little thing. 

It was 2011. May, 27, the starting point. No exact time recorded! 

“I think it will be time for you to say that to me, honey.”

“Not yet,” comes a reply, “We’ll see and hear. We just start, hey!" 

"But? Um, I have done this a lot to prove my..." to which a reply cut through: C'mon! It will be time, just like you say; not now, though. I do want to but, um......

"Promise me, okay? I'll get to you again on New Year's eve when we are going to hold hands, walking under the lighted breezy street. Then, you will have to go with the reality: you and I, forever." 

Riya, now a bit touched, okayed, smilingly.  

Sunday, March 16, 2014

9 Melodious Songs to Chill Out on Sunday

I have been away for a while from this little forlorn meek blog and if you have been suspecting where I have been and whom I have been dating, busy-ness has been filling the spot. 

Honestly, I have been staring at the blank page and thinking of what to write. A short story, came the first thought. Some more ideas just keep flickering inside my head. The ideas flooded and, to a level, bored, I almost logged out. 

I then finalized a topic for this post. Let's just silentivate all the thoughts, get the earplugs and shut the world off. 9 songs below should be enough. 

Friday, February 14, 2014

That's Life.....

The sun was almost out; the dawn was still taking its very breath and cuddling up with the hissing February wind that was bringing along slight heat as it came and went. Cars came and passed, with whirling light, pressing mercillessly on the crooked lifeless road that was pretending. The weather outside was not so certain and the man inside was not caring either. He was focusing his now-disturbed mind on something else, something special. And, something troubled. And something that had not left his mind. Something that was only healed. It had been almost 20 years and the only thing he knew too well was the fact that no matter how much he had tried to act normally, he was still living his days and that he had no issues with that "normal" living was now not hiding anymore.  

"It's coming back again, really?" They were fighting once again after the long-sitting settle-down  that was then for-good broached and coaxed by the then desperate man. 

Saturday, February 1, 2014

How I Spent The First Morning of February

It was Saturday, 5 a.m, and as I was waken up by the alarming tune to just be reminded that a new day had just started and that it was, once again, time to wake up and live, I didn't feel like getting up. Not at all. My eyes wouldn't open under the influence of the lazing it-is-weekend mood. With sublime rivaling efforts, I managed to pick up my body, pitifully, and get out of the bed. As I hauled out of the net-covered wooden thing, the normality of feeling of the start of a new day was howling besides and, though still sleepily enthused, I took the chance, economically, to just surge in pure nature of the almost-gone dawn. 

That was exactly 5: 05 am of the first day of February, the so-called month of love and Champion League. Also, it is one of the Chinese New Year days and people are expected to go on holidays. Well, Facebook is not lying (if you know what I mean).

Saturday, January 11, 2014

41 Random Uneasy Bad-feel Situations in Life

1. Watching him/her walking away and doubting while you're still in the game. 

2. In any competition, facing the truth that you are rejected for the others are better than you. (Yet, awesome only when you can tell yourself: let's forget and move one and work harder.) 

3. Seeing your you-still-love one posting sweet couple photos on Facebook or Instagram. 

4. Wanting to do some certain things but you cannot just because your ego say no. 

5. Having too much work to do in very limited time. 

6. Being unable to speak your thoughts out. 

7. Knowing that your best friends cheating on you. 

8. Finding out you're no longer matter in someone's life who you still think about. 

9. You're far away and physically impossible and your parent(s) is now ailing sick. 

10. Seeing others better than you and they are looking down on you. 

11. People judging you, using their won yardsticks and not even bothering to remember that each person is uniquely gifted. 

12. Walking in a group in which you don't feel any belonging sense. 

13. When your stomach moans and you still have to sit in class. 

14. Seeing your close friends checking in or posting happy photos on Facebook and you are not even informed of the get-together. 

15. "Seen but no reply" message on Facebook. 

16. Not having enough time for your family. 

17.  Not being able to go home for a family lunch on a Saturday. That really sucks. 

18. Not telling her/him you're into him/her and years later finding out that s/he was into you too. Assumption kills, really. 

19. Losing a loved one. 

20. Your teacher punishing you and not the others for the same mistakes you both did. 

Friday, January 3, 2014

20 Awesome Quotes to Welcome 2014

I have just given a summary of how "bitter-juicy" 2013 was to me. Prettily, it was a rough year and living through was quite hard. Yet I'm strong enough to survive and life goes on, baby!

On the night of countdown, I know a lot must have happened. Some sweet, some fun and some drunk. I was out late that night and it was somehow fun and I did enjoy it. Yet, what I really wish I had done that day is spending time in Lan Kwai Fong, partying all my souls and experiencing something exciting. 

The first day of 2014 is not quite kind to me. I got up, feeling sick; my throat hurt and it sucks! Though, new days are supposed to be great, heh! And, I think I have plans for this new year, 2014, which is presumed to be bumpier and more challenging.  

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

What Actually Happened to Me in 2013

Life ain't easy at all. Yet, we shall not ignore the fact that it keeps moving forward with or without our agreement. It is really tough to learn that people around are all good and on the right track to prosperity while you are just here playing frivolous. That moment is exact and it is when you compare, brutally, yourself to them and bad feelings are just on the verge right in your head.

For the past whole year, friends keep asking me what I have been up to. I gave them answer which they all find suspiciously lying. Now, tell me what feeling would you be holding when you are telling the truth and people find you a liar just because they have learnt that you've been joking around. Well, clowns too have hard times! 

Looking back into my life, which is a usual thing I do, I somehow pity myself. I just do! It's not because I haven't done anything at all but what I have accomplished is just nothing compared to those of others. I know I shouldn't be feeling that. Well, yeah, I'm mastering that ignoring skills.