Fine, just not happy!

Do you ever feel that the world is getting dark and ugly no matter how beautiful the surrounding is? You are standing right there, not wanting to move anywhere not because you can't physically step aside but because something heavy in your head is just too heavy to stiffen you still at the point; that kind of feeling! Man, what feeling should you define mine when I don't even remember the tasks I shall do?  What the a suck world it is when your hope is just not in you? What life is it when you feel all the bad things in the world in everything you are doing.

Fearful, hopeless, darky, what-the-f-am-I-doing and whatever and more; those kind of feeling. Not bad, I guess. That moment when you don't find any joy, not at all, in things you regularly do!  Kodak moment!

Better soon, Js! I hope so! I don't meant to be upset! I know there are some good-shit philosophized quotes and turn-you-back-normal inspirations on the net. I prefer writing, anyway.

Hey, should I be writing more? If so, what should be written? I can write more, here, people but what shall I really write? LOL, sound like I do a lot of Edgar Allan Poe's talk here.

I'm fine, actually, just not normally happy. Okay, deal! I'm back. It doesn't do me a lot good when I'm framed in a dark side.

Smile, baby smile. :)

Has ha, writing makes me feel better. :)

The Afternoon Playlist

If you are a working staff at a office, you sure can tell how creepy it is during the lunchbreak. Either rush back home, after a long tiring and stuffed morning, to eat your cooked-by-mum foods and rush back to office or stay in the office and eat the typical not-so-yummy packaged food. Another choice, maybe, at the nearby canteen and, a bit modenized, at the local fast-food or renowned foodstore or restaurant. Or even further, the street food at nearby local market. (បាយផ្សារ) in Khmer.

Too mind-screeching! And, worse when you are eating normal food while others eat out at the nearby pizza star or high-class restaurant. For me, though, that type of self-thought envy doesn't clench my nerve. I only eat for survival. LOL. Though, I must admit I owe my parents for making the food for me though the food don't seem to be so, well, classy or something related to pizza or Japanese food.

Facebook: No More Maybe!

Things are getting a bit weird here. I don't know what I shall write for this blogpost. Yeah, seriously! I have no idea on what to blog here. This blogpost, perhaps, is just to chase away the doubting unclear what is going in my head now. But, wait, the title is Facebook something. Well, of course, something related to Facebook will be discussed here, below.We all have heard of Facebook and, yeah, have facebooked all around, I guess. For Cambodians, well, there are too many, especially grown-up teens and half-grown adults who do facebooking, I being of one of the sophisticated  enthusiastic crowd. Glory Facebook!  I'm not going to depict the bad things and good sides of using Facebook, though.

Khmer New Year Cheer

For one thing, Cambodia is a nice country to explore. Many sublime interesting historical sites, Angkor Wat, for example. Too, there are also dignified culture and tradition one shall be aware of.

As for now, it's Khmer New Year Day. And, there is something you may wanna know since it's fun-making and trimly convivial.

For music out there, we all have heard of viral Kpop, westernized RnB, Blue, Rock and whatever. Apart from these, Cambodia has another kind of music to showcase to the world, known as Khmer Popular Traditional Music which is....well, let's just see the video and have fun; and then you shall know how happy Cambodians are. Here we go; dance along if you wanna. :)

Happy Khmer New Year 2013: Year of Snake

Let's just, first, thank whoever that I can manage to write this post. Thank I more, actually. :P

All Cambodians know that and are ready to welcome the new year and the new angel who will come, and, are classically believed, take good care of the universe. On that, actually, there is an interesting folk tale.

It was 13th April 2013, a Saturday. Like other Cambodians, my family and I clean the house and prepare all the tidbits in the preparation to welcome the new angel, a daughter of Ka-bel Mohaprom, a king devata in the folktale. The preparation was both tiring and exciting, though.