Wednesday, February 25, 2009


He grew into rancor when he knew that the gold he had bought in was all pinchbecks. That he trusted the unknown dealer, his careless myopia, was defeating him. As many days and nights quietly went by, the man looked more and more wan and sallow due to his narcolepsy. His friends asked him to have talisman made as to protect himself from all kinds of dark enemies and power. The man burnished his talisman often and that made him look like an idiot. Then again, his friends asked him to pandiculate his health first and set to refurbish the shop to look more attractive. They were kind of hopeless until one day he showed up at his shop and started expurgating all unnecessary words from his shop’s advertisement slang. However, his expurgation seemed so interminable that all the friends had a second thought. He still had fit!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Just a drive for relaxing

If you've been to this place before, I'm sure you can guess it right.
Action 1: I asked him to take a photo for me and he did when my sister came interrupted in the middle of it. She sneaked from the other side of the car.

Action 2: then I asked him to do it again for me, but this time she was gutsy enough to come and stayed much closer.

Action 3: I gave up and asked her to join in. Well, everyone seemed happy now.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009


He was badly abused when he was in jail and as a result he was badly wounded. The doctor recommended him visit an osteopath as to be under the special treatment in order to cure his body-disoriented from inside. Every time he visited the osteopath he bemoaned like a froward animal. Daniel, who used to be an unconscionable, highhanded person and had treated other people with wanton violation, never toadied in front of nobody. Yet during his medical treatment at osteopath, he was vacuous and never happened to denigrate the osteopath like he ever did before. Many people whom had known him acclaimed for his surprised attitude.

Friday, February 6, 2009


She knows she has just spent her gargantuan treasure for a slave considered to be worthless for most high ranking peoples like her. She releases him from the prison, and gives him freedom and victuals with candor. He is a fastidious person, nevertheless, thinking himself as an unwitting chaff of her deed, which daunting him by providing him no chances to return her his best service as a sign of gratitude. She thinks different. Before completely releasing him, she called her various erstwhile professors and asks them for precious advice. Her thought was eclectic and thought the man deserves his freedom.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Belated New Year Resolutions

A new personal goal for the year
  1. Wake up at 4:30am for exercise and self-study, go to bed at 10pm
  2. Prepare and apply for Toefl test, get the best score as much as possible
  3. Read and learn more
  4. Visit Sihanouk ville 2 to 3 times, one in April with the entire family line, another in the promoted season
  5. Keep patience, keep smiling

After all, this year is to be patience, patience, patience and patience.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

My lifetime favorite president

Bill Clinton appeared to my knowledge in my high school time. I happened to like him a lot and even had his picture, I found in old English magazine, on my favorite book's cover. I wished I could meet him one day. When I heard that he was in Siem Reap, Cambodia, doing his campaign in reducing AIDS victims, I wished I were there only to shake his hand and get his autography. Now I'm reading his book, "My Life", getting to know more about his childhood, his thinkings, his politics, his work and his elections. No matter how people talk about his scandals, I still like him the most. Abe and Clinton are still my favorite.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

My very first book

The book is originally written by Miyazawa Kenji, one of the best representing Japanese authors. I had worked more than one month in order to finish the translation and the publishing. It can be found in libraries in Phnom Penh. It's not outstanding but I take it as a string that leads me to a career of literature.
The story about a boy who lost himself in a demension he had never known, yet he enjoyed the journey to the world which life after death might lead us to Holy God.
Thank God for giving me the chance.