The excitement of learning separates youth from old age. As long as you're learning you're not old.

Khmer New Year is around the corner and I feel normal. I don’t have that jump-up-and-down moments I used to have anymore. Today students start saying goodbye to their school for their short vacation of 15 days! Today people start dancing and playing Khmer Traditional games in their communities. Today some companies start throwing Khmer New Year party for their employees. Today some people would start planning their trip and some would get ready to go to their homelands. And today, I start thinking about my plan for my family too.

As a little child back then, Khmer New Year is a big celebration for me. Excitement is shooting off in all directions. If I were young again, today I might say good bye to my chums, hoping to meet again when the vacation is over so that we could brag about how our new year was. If I were young again, today, mum would buy me new sets of clothes and shoes and I could have a lot of cookies and candies to eat. If I were young again, on 1st day of New Year, I would become a rich kid by getting A LOT of MONEY from my folks!!!! Hehehe this is the best part of all. If I were young again, on 2nd day of New Year, we all would gather at grandma house and I would get more money and my cousins and I would play Kla-Klok game. If I were young again, on the 3rd day of New Year, my family and I would go on a trip somewhere and our best favorite place is beach. If I were young again, New Year celebration would last until the day we go back to school, back to cool again.

Thing has been different when you’re not young anymore. As an elder daughter, Khmer New Year becomes a big celebration for my family instead. And there are only happiness lies in when seeing my family have their great time. Like any previous years, I’m setting my limited budget for my family. Here is the little thing I normally do: Buying new set of clothes for mum and grandma; preparing some money to give to my brothers and cousins and spending for family trip.

Like any other people, I love my responsibility in my family. I’m grateful that I’m able to share their responsibilities. I want to give them everything. I want to provide them all the things I think they need and want without them asking. I only want the best for them. I wish I could tell them how much they mean to me.

Anyway, I think my English and writing is losing now.

24 It is not just number!

And I like the number.

I think the older we get, the wiser we become. We grow more tolerant, more good-humoured, more easily able to handle our own problems and to give good advice to others. Well, that's the theory. In practice? It is not so simple. Open-mindedness is probably more a quality of youth than of age. It is not experience that makes us wise, it is a 'willingness to learn'. That is something we can have - or fail to have - at any point in our life.

I wonder what it takes to look at yourself, really look and be okay with what you see.
I suppose, Happy Birthday to me.

I’m 24 turning 25. I’m better than I was 23.
And I'm willing to learn more and open myself to be more mature and wiser.

Each year, I'm growing more and more grateful to all my people, who always make me feel so loved and precious and regardless of age -- young.

Years grow, people comes and goes. "You're the same today as you'll be in five years, except for the people you meet and the books you read." So goes the old saying. And I noticed my life changed in every stage of 5 years. Each year, I tend to look back and missed my all people who came in my life, but then went far away, who made me feel special the same way. But let me tell you something. Memories remain.

And my life is about to change again, except this time someone will be by my side forever.
I'm so looking forward to celebrate my very first day together with my wonderful man.

Check here for pictures.

your month

Your birthday was a week ago. But I didn't have a chance to turn on laptop and post what I want to blog about. Pretty much there are many things I want to tell you, just like our old days, we fought by day and made up by night and swapped about this and that until we fell asleep and hug each other tight.

I wish you were here with us. But we can't be here together in this world as much as I want to, but I think when I feel a need, I can close my eyes and turn inwards and let the memories of our childhood take over.

P.S. I love how mum wrote about us at the back of our photos.

We always miss you.

So my dad becomes my only bestfriend now...

... whom, when the morning comes and when the day's done, I would go and crawl next to him and babbling on how my days was like.

M-Mum.

It's May. And it's Mother's Day. Soon. Time for present. At least, something to make the day for our beloved people. Like, this is my motto now, when you come from a trip, don't forget a little gift. At least, to me. Because maybe I've grown up receiving those from Uncle & Dad. And at this age, I feel like I'm following their footsteps.

So speaking of which, there's something I think it's really cute about it. From the very since, Dad always gets mum a make up kit, which I think why doesn't he just get her a lipstick instead? Because mum doesn't wear make up, except lipstick! Mum never get the reason why he always get her that, though how much he doesn't like when women with a make-up on.



Well, I got presents from mum and mum-to-be bestie.

Happy Mother's Day.
And this blow-your-soul-away song, which is written by Rachel Aldous*, is for my mum & mum-to-be bestie, as well as mothers in the world who loves their children unconditionally.

I’m imperfect but I perfectly love you.
I love you dearly and Happy Mother's Day.




*See Rachel Aldous heart-felt interview here and below is the song called, 'A Mother's Prayer'.

I like myself better when I'm with you.

Fried vermicelli + Choco cookies + Sesame Milk + Modern Family = EXCEPTIONORDINARILY GREAT!

Modern family was the best treat for my holidays (finally, I could make time to watch it). Well, to be exact, the best ending treat. I love it more than The Simpsons. But watching Modern family, I've gone through some thoughts, though it cracked me up so hard to catch my breath.

I happened to think how imperfect every family is. So does mine. I'm sure everyone has stories to tell. Best and Worst. Well, I think maybe we don't treat each other perfectly, but we love each other wholeheartedly. And I believe, like the wise old said, The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. If you have your own family, treat and shape them the best. Never neglect. Never Violent. Never Silent. I'm going to make mine the best I can be proud of. Esp, my kids. :D:D:D

Oh again, Modern family is truly the best. Laugh but then you learn something from it and you appreciate your family more than ever.

And I'm so relaxing and so addicted with this meaningful song:
HARBOR by Vienna Teng.

Sail your sea
Meet your storm
All I want is to be your harbor
The light in me
Will guide you home
All I want is to be your harbor

The good times are rolling. Are you rolling with them? Or do you fear they're rolling away without you? Don't be fearful.

Dear SHOES,

I've never have done this without you. You've always rolled with me when the good times are up in the air. Can't thank you for more for always got me from there to here. You've always taken me to many places to do many stuffs, to see many things. What I like about taking your shot, because you always reminds me of where I've been and the things I've done.

Thank you, shoes. teehee

And it reminds me of a quote by Eve Ensler:

"Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you’re doing here. Believe in kissing."

Anyway, KNY is right around the corner!!!

I don't know what has in store, neither you nor me! But may your pair of shoes take you to wherever you wish to go, to get the chance of seeing what you wish to see, and to do whatever you want to do. Buddha bless!!!

So, Happy Khmer New Year!!! Spend it wisely, esp with your family.
I'm gonna spend it at home, how about you?

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you, tomorrow I'll miss you; remember I'll always be true.

Taken at KGC while walking and biking around stadium.

Have you been losing perspective on the most important people in your life? Sure, you're warranted respect in what you're doing -- but at the cost of spending time with the friends and family who love you no matter what time you get to work each morning? In the long run, you are always going to remember the people who had your back, the people who share your private jokes and the people who tell you the truth because it's good for you. Put them first no matter what.

And I just did.

progress, changing, growing then giving up, somehow we're never quite prepared...

But there are time you have to slow it down a little bit. Just a little bit. Except you don't have a chance at all. You're just being pushed through after all.

You know all along that you don’t rush through this life of yours.

But it goes too fast on its own and somehow you don’t really realize until some days.

There is just so much that you should not be missed… the really important stuffs.
And it’s really beautiful and peaceful.

This world will survive without you running around like a mad woman, checking things off your
to-do / to-fix / to-organize / to-control / to-succeed / to-accomplish/ to-take-care-of-everyone / to-blah-blah list, which rule your days.

And with this, you don’t feel the-old-you anymore. You don't feel what you felt anymore.
And all you want to do is to untick this list and hit "less-stress and happiness" button.
But, if we think about it for a second, it doesn't look like you're alone after all. People in this world is running around like mad to get those check list done. So, the question is, are we in common ground? Yes, we are.
Hence, what's the point to whine about?

when September ends...

… and knowing that October will come. The months which held the best memories I’ve ever had. Sweet and bitter. Best and worst. In-between September and October in last 3 years.

...last 3 years, I found my path of true self through many tough decisions and through a journey of disbelief. And this tough journey made me a person I am today.

...last couple years, no matter how, I’m so grateful, so loved, so amazed by how fate brought a very nice person to me... embraced by my uncle's personalities. But thinking I don't deserve him and i didn't know how to love, I just run away.

...last year, I was in a very new journey in finding pieces of my true self. Though I was not confident enough, though I was not sure if I chose the right path, but it’s what I chose and I have to face it. At least, I was lucky enough to make decision; to go for it and to be responsible for it. However, I just want to be encouraged that I've done the best I could.

...this year, what can I put it? it hasn't ended yet. but my only wishes are to meet up with people I wanted to meet. I want to feel my progress. I want to spend more time with family.

Just realized how I love Sep-Oct after all these year.

You hold the special place in my heart...

For both of you.
For both wonderful fathers.
For the only greatest men in my life.
Dad and Uncle.

Taken at Prek Kampi, Kratie

Happy father’s day!

I send all my deep love to you both, Dad and Uncle, for being the only best men of all in this world to me. There’s no way I will say “You know what? I love you so much” in front, but I speak it through my heart.

You have no idea how much I love you!

Dad, when I call you "Dad", it explains all the things I'm grateful about. You taught me life, you taught me everything I need to know. Not only taught, but showed me. You're exceptional. I get to think all the things you've done for me. Too much for me to give you back. Though you might can't get me the moon, but I've got your love. Instead, I want so much to get the moon for you. but I know it's not that easy, but I try anyway. I'm glad I was and am able to do those little things for you. I'm profoundly grateful, though it's not enough, though it can't be compared to what you've done. Anyway, I always miss our old times. I miss everything. I put a blame to universe! How on earth this world need to spin? What I miss the most is how I often hugged your tummy all the time even in front of people. How come I’ve never showed this affection and intimacy to you for all these couple years? Not that I’m too shy, because I’ve been so stress out lately with all the things I’m doing. And you know what? I’ll change to who I used to be. I'll hug you more.

Uncle, you’re always a daddy to me. Everything you taught me, showed me, manifest me, shaped me to the person I am today. Your strong and firm, yet sweet personality. You know how much I want to duplicate you? I’ve been waiting for the person like you to show up, but I know there’s no such a miracle. Maybe he did show up and it was all like a magic, but you know what? Everything never happened according to plan. And with this, I learned how to acknowledge the facts and the qualities and love and all. And I think I should stop waiting the person like you anymore. Because I think I should love him for being him from my heart, not because he's like you or he has the same qualities and personalities like you. But all I merely want to say is: without warning, I tried to look for YOU in my man-to-be. And that was silly! LOL

So you both are a role model to me. You play the most important role in my life.

I'm blessed.

Dedicated to MakMak...

I Turn To You
by Christina Aguilera




When I'm lost in the rain
In your eyes I know I'll find the light
To light my way, when I'm scared losing ground
When my world is going crazy you can turn it all around
And when I'm down you're there pushing me to the top
You're always there giving me all you've got

For a shield, from the storm for a friend, for a love
To keep me safe and warm, I turn to you
For the strength to be strong, for the will to carry on
For everything you do, for everything that's true, I turn to you

When I lose the will to win
I just reach for you and I can reach the sky again
I can do anything 'cause your love is so amazing
'Cause your love inspires me
And when I need a friend you're always on my side
Giving me faith taking me through the night

For a shield, from the storm, for a friend, for a love
To keep me safe and warm, I turn to you
For the strength to be strong and for the will to carry on
For everything you do I turn to you yeah

For the arms to be my shelter through all the rain
For truth that will never change for someone to lean on
But for a heart I can rely on through anything
For the one who I can run to oh I turn to you

For a shield from the storm, for a friend, for a love
To keep me safe and warm, I turn to you
For the strength to be strong, for the will to carry on
For everything you do, for everything that's true
For everything you do, for everything that's true, I turn to you.

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And last night, I re-read “For One More Day” by Mitch Albom, lent by Nathary. But I read only the parts “The times mum stood for me” and “The times I didn’t stand for mum”

Btw, hope you had a wonderful Mother's day.

And I did.

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22. Older. Grateful.

I’m 22 years old, and I’m starting to build the block around me. This is when I start pretending that I’m strong, believing that I will grow stronger than I was and than I am. I’m 22 and I learn to find the reasons to believe. I found some. I’m 22 and I know I change a lot. I'm 22 and I'd like to think that I'll get better with time, in allowing myself to pursue the source of inspiration and potential contentment and not being self-indulgent. Don't be too hard on yourself. Don't try to rush it. Everyone has their moments. That's inspired me when I turned to 22 years old.

More-than-Thank to all your best wishes, gifts, sms-es, phone calls and your all posts here and here. You have no idea how grateful I am of having you all.

I always love the feeling of surprise and excitement rushing through my body. I love the feeling of the heart beat. And I’m fortunate enough to encounter those moments in my life.

The most important thing about birthday is not related to gifts and such, but your people who always make you feel loved.

Like every year, I spent my day with bong bong first, then the following days with my other friends. Yesterday, after I got home with wide grin and asked mum her whether she has present for me. But she said, “you’re old enough not to get any birthday present from us.” I then said, “Well, I don’t mind. But sorry to say that I’ll consider all the money I owe you as my birthday present. haha.” She laughed. Then I announced, “Deal!"

I fell asleep with those contentment after sms-es and phone calls, thinking it's my day, my lovely day.

And that’s how my day ended.
I’m grateful.

Being in Dec

All friends and people I love are born in December.
All inspired thought come through my head in December.

Think I have too much update recently. But who cares? I just want to write as I got nothing much to do. So I now try to come up with something to do, which I don’t know now, or maybe a little while later, I will figure out, hopefully.

It’s utterly restless when I don’t have something to keep myself busy, besides reading book and e-book. It’s not an easy feeling when you live your everyday doing nothing like this. That's suck.

But I have plenty of times to have a lot of talk with my family. Isn’t it nice? At home, there’s a load of thoughts pop up in mind and we do talk a lot about career-education-finance and marriage. Oh yes, marriage. It’s such a heat topic in my family forum now. HEAT.

I think I'm so alone after all. I thought I'm not. But no. Not anymore. Or is this just what stirring inside me? I don't know. I don't put this blame to people I care. I think it's all happening inside of me. The within battle.

But I'm really tired of listening to people. I wish I was a deaf. So we don't need to do listening things. And what If I cannot speak at all? So that I don't need to do talking thing. So that I can keep my big mouth shut. Not to spill any secret. Not to talk too much and all. And all I have to do, perhaps, is writing letters. You know, as far as I think, non-verbal communication might does the best job of expressing.

Okay, I guess I need a correspondent now who I can write to and who is good at keeping secrets. lolzz Isn't it nice if we have someone we can write letter back and forth?

Btw, I have number of books I tempt to finish and sure enough I can’t finish by the end of this December. Maybe because they’re mostly E-books. No afford for paper books. lolz. Suck.

Oh, there's two books which are highly recommended which I'm currently reading.

1- Blink by Malcolm Gladwell
2- Secret About Life by Barbara De Angelis

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You know you will know

I'm writing this as I'm waiting to take a long bath after my cousin done. We've been cleaning the house for the whole evening and this time we've done with almost every room even our bedroom.

I have to admit that I've never done before. And I think of mum and grandma when I was cleaning up and doing those house chore. You know when I was doing, I think of the way they always do. I was silently amazed and realized how I feel about them. It's like I'm them. I'm growing just like them. And I'm so happy that I'm slowly growing to be them.

When I cleaned the floor, I pictured when I was little, mum, grandma, sister, brothers and I were cleaning our house together. We was actually not be helpful to mum and grandma at all. We just played, like skiing with bubble and chairs. Mum and grandma told us that when we clean, we have to clean it properly. We have to clean the edge of each brick, so that there's no rusting dirt filling up.

When I cleaned the bathroom, I pictured the way they did when I was little. It's when mum and grandma taught me how to sit on the lavatory to poo-poo (teeheee). They had to watch over and told me how to hold and all the jazz. While I was doing the loo, they always clean and scrubbed and polished every edge of stuffs in bathroom and they started to tell me how to clean it again. I didn't really pay attention to what they said, but I just watched and I was like, "Oh yes!" and they said, "Well, you know you will know when you grow up!".

But when I was in high school, I never did any house chore, even washing my own plate. And mum and grandma was worried about how I will become a lady without knowing a thing about doing house chore. And I didn't care. They kept up on me about this thing and I was like, "Well, believe me I'm only like this when I'm with you! When I'm away, I can do everything by my own" and they said, "Really? you know it's called a habit. A bad habit and a bad habit can get better than rule!" And I was like, "No. I believe my bad habit can't always get the better of me! In some degree! hehe!"

Now, I really can do a bit better. I know mum and grandma will be happy if they know I put my effort to do house chore and cook and of course I enjoy doing it. It's like when I'm on my own, I can be more better than I was with what a lady should do.

What I always remember is when mum and grandma always say, "You know you will know when you grow up!"

And I miss them so much now.

In the hope to meet, shortly again, and make our absence sweet.

I've never visited home for more than a week, I guess. Pa often pays me visit for, like, 3 times already. I love whenever he's about to leave, he always tap my head and said 'I'm going, so take care yourself'. That's so sweet of him.

And Mum called the other day, the day I sent her my food, Jab Chhay, I first made with my cousin via my brother. She said it's nice though it's a little bit salty and she asked me to describe how I made it. And I know she's happy and I'm sure Mum, Dad and Grandma will eat all my Jab Chhay. And I'm more pretty sure that we'll talk about it again when I visit home.

Talk about home, when I work, do some tiny house chores and cook, I always think of mum. I just realized how hard it is to be a mum. What I do everyday is nothing compare to what she does everyday.

You know when you cook and wait for your favorite people to come and expect them to eat and say, 'Ummmm it's nice. I love it!'. Just like I picture when Mum cooks and expect us to come home early and admire the foods she cooks. It's such a depress when the foods we put our effort to make is nothing to your beloved people.

You know when you do all the house works and think of her. You know it. You feel it. It's not that easy for being a Mum.

But, after all, whenever I'm near her, I become her very lazy and messy daughter again. I can't never be on my own having her with me. I hate myself for this point, utterly.

Anyway,

There are impossible things I really want.
1- Finish the books I'm reading. But it's impossible.
2- I want to have another novel, Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding.
3- I want this POGO instant digital camera.

And I don't know how to get it.

Hell Yeah Holiday

I'm now a homesick. Really homesick. I wanna stay in Pa and Mom room and talk talk talk. I wanna lie in my bed reading my book every night. I wanna to mess up and clean my tiny room.

I wanna feel my home.

At least, I went home and went to pagodas and went to visit my uncle's home during Pchum Ben.

Dad again called a moment ago. He asked if I can go home this evening. I've been talking to him for minutes and I feel like I'm away from him for months.

I recalled about the other day that I went home to bring some more clothes and when I just got there, Dad; Mum; Grandma and my both brothers run to the door to see me as though I've been away from home to other country for month, in fact, I've just never slept at home for 3 days. Then I stayed home for 1-2 hours after I packed my stuffs. Dad asked, "Why don't you sleep here tonight?" I said, "No, I can't. Ehehehe do you miss me?" I raised my eyebrows and stretch a smile and mum & dad laughed.

Taken along Tonle Bet during Pchum Ben day with Dad

Again, today he asked if I can go home as in fact I've just been away since the last day of Holiday. We've just been spending couple days during Pchum Ben.
- Dad: "How are you?"
- Me: "I'm okay! Just feel headache cuz I slept around 3am last night and have not yet had lunch! We've just done. Now Jeje is on meeting!"
- Dad: "Why you guys sleep late?"
- Me: "Oh I helped JeJe to do her Consumer insight since yesterday!"
- Dad: "Then how's your eyes? Come and eat at home this evening!"
- Me: "Oh it's okay. We have a lot of works to do!"
- Dad: "Let's go to doctor tomorrow!"
- Me: "No, I'm fine here."
- Dad: "Go go. And you come home tomorrow Okay?"
- Me: "Okay, let's see."
- Dad: "Okay, take care then." [Speak in English]
- Me: "Hehehehehe you miss me?"

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And that's a very very and very good end of today!

Art of Losing

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster; places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.



--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident. The art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

“One Art”
from The Complete Poems 1927-1979,
by Elizabeth Bishop,
which I got from a book called,
“The Girls’ Guide to Hunting and Fishing”

After finishing Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing book along with this poem last night, I become obsessed with it. That's because of the conversation with Pa yesterday about his regret of losing big sum of money and about how he gets so weary with life and wondering how we can live our life better. This great deal of money might appear as a small amount for others, but not for us, we worked and have to work hard for that. At every turn, there’s a wee little thing I’m glad about. Because it gave me chance to give a hand for family and chance to change myself for someone a bit more mature than I was.

Yes, losing is not too hard to master and I learned NOT TO regret. Because there are something to be said not to regret on what's lost is lost! Be strong. That's how I do it. Being a vulnerable type with a cover of laid-back character and being surrounded by people I love who is unable to let things go, I can't be vulnerable. I realized that the habit of acting laid-back did a great deal of help in developing myself for a bit better and a bit more mature. At least, when it comes to the term of losing, I’ve deliberately learned not to regret.

I used to lose money, times, chances, courage, people etc... I used to lose something small which is not too hard to get over and I used to lose something big which is not easy to forget. But there’s three major things I used to lose and I don’t want to lose anymore. It's about losing myself, hope and people I love.

Art of losing is not too hard to master, though it may look like disaster! Because the older you are, the greater the number of life lessons you will have under your belt, and the more resourceful and confident you will become about accepting new challenges.

Randomly this and that...

Here you go, with my completely random post!

For this past week, I’ve been having a great and fun time with Bong Bong, as I'm waiting to hear the words about the final end of the disaster my family and I have been into and the result about the work opportunity in few weeks ahead. I silently pray for all the best with these two things. Also, there are too many stressed up things which seems to be not okay happened to all my beloved ones. But what can I do besides pray for them all the best?

With all kinds of things we're all facing currently, make me realized how hard life can be when career and family come to our concern. We worry, get weary and dreary. Sometimes, I think what if we were well-off people, then would our life be more easier?

So Life, after all, is a roller coaster! One moment up the next down are all overwhelming! And We need comfortable ride! I'm referring to career and family only. Relationship matter is not counted in this term since we all are too busy to fall in love. And talking about love, I wonder how we're gonna spare time for our future-lover when we’re too busy with work and stick to each other like epoxy paint? Do we deserve to be rewarded for something so-called the workaholic’s certificate of appreciation? No? Well, we work to satisfy for our living.

Think I'm more and more getting into Lychee Martini at Metro!

Click here to get Twenties Girl plot.

And I happened to see the post in my Facebook about the latest book released by Sophie Kinsella, which to be added to my to-find-to-read list. Well, I'm not allowed to read STILL. Pathetic!

Though I spend 12-15 hours everyday in front of PC, it doesn’t mean I’m someone who would sit for many hours to finish watching 2 or 3 movies in a row. But I beat it this time. Well, it’s second record I broke. teehee... I could finish 5 movies for only 2 nights. Well, that’s because I suffer from insomnia. Probably I feel too much? I worry too much? After all, the great thing is those movies are comedy movies which I laughed like I miss laughing for ages. But The Bride Wars made me tear terribly at the end of the story. But it doesn't make me cry a river like one of Korean Drama, I'm sorry I love you, I watched last time. Well, I hate me who always sob the heart out over soppy movies. Damn! It’s too vulnerable, isn’t it? Am I so hyper-emotional?

There’re things I tempt to set. It’s about cooking and yarning project I wanna make again. I’ve copied some cooking files and those samples of yarn and crocheted doily patterns. For cooking, the first things I wanna learn to make are Kimchi and Rainbow Seafood Pasta Salad. But how? I don’t know how to make the time of it. I think I’m gonna hold it again. Two or three months maybe? Until I'm able to settle and manage my finance wisely I guess? But what if I get the job opportunity and become too busy to make it possible? Phewwwwwww... we’ll see.

These doily are cool to my eyes. Because of the pattern of its flowers. The blue one is cool because it's my favorite color and the white one I think I can crochet it as a wrap for traditional dress or maybe crochet it as tablecloth? But the problem is I need to pattern sample or the bigger pictures! Hmmppphhh...

I never thought that we can crochet it to be hair clip and necklace. Brilliant idea! And I think Srey Bee would rock with this hair clip!

Srey Bee and her dad, my Mr. Perfect!

This past week was like the old days we have. I love when my uncle comes home with foods and fruits we like. We sit, eat, talk and laugh like we used to have. Now he visits us more often and we never miss a conversation! One a week, he brings Srey Bee with his wife, and twice a week, he comes home alone before he goes to work at night shift.

Well, there’s something I just figure out. It’s about being myself. I used to try bending myself for the best. But it turned out to be so awkward and made me cringe with someone who is not me at all. I can’t get the perfection and I reckon that being naive and innocent sometimes work best. But, I want myself to be intelligent enough. I want myself to learn things faster and get things done well. However, said is easy than done. But, despite of the fact, I will try to manage it as best as I can. Well, I’ll see.