Until I become Cinderella!

Taken by Canon Rebel XTi, overlaid by Pixlr-o-matic

To spend this rest of my life on the next chapter with someone

So fun,

So kind,

So thoughtful,

So beautiful,

So grounded,

So true,

So loving,

So amazing... etc

To someone who always knows what matter most.
To my incredible dancing partner, who my heart only beats for.

To the one who is amazingly soft, understanding, patient and strong, yet so gentle.

To the person I love so, so, so, so, so much and then more than x10000000000000000000+.

To my companion in adventures, my partner in journey, my lifetime best friend.

To my source of inspiration, my biggest support, the one who continues surprising me in every way.

To the one and only man who makes me feel so important, so precious, so capable, so confident, so beautiful and so deeply loved.
To my more, my life and my love.

To happiness.

To hope.

And yes to love.

Man! I feel like a woman!

It's been some years that I've never let go of myself and had a silly fun. It's been years for us that we  never laughed our belly off. I doubt where has our little girls in us gone. What has life done to us? Perhaps, we're all now grown-up. Perhaps, stress and strains has chained us. Perhaps we've never had times to meet often. Perhaps, perhaps. I thought I want some fun. I thought let forget about how old we are now. At least I want them to forget about life, and laugh real hard. Just for one day at least.

In the occasion of my little cousin birthday, I thought I should bring the camera (that heavy stuff!) and the notebook (he has it all!), so we can do photobooth together. Thank to my little Dino (Not human, of course!). He did us a huge favor! We went all silly and crazy in front of him and now we got all the pictures that we might don't want to show our children in the future (Heehee! or I might will). Everyone was running out of energy just because of doing insane photos, but we didn't want to stop until I had to run to restroom and threw up all the foods. How wasted! Yes! because I laughed too hard. My throat is sore and everyone said they sounds like men now. HAHA.

 Taken by DINO aka Macbook Pro.

Let's look at BEHIND THE SCENE!

No, it's BEHIND THE PHOTO-BOOTH SCENE!

Taken by Canon Rebel XTi

You may don't want to know even a CEO can be this crazy! But I fond of the idea that he doesn't like talking about politics, businesses or anything headaches. He loves having fun, talking silly over our catch up dinner! We--girls, should have done that long time ago. Now I told everyone let not talk about our stress and all the headaches all the time, instead try to have fun, treasure the precious times we barely have for each other. These day, I feel like the good old days!

P.S. Forgive me for the video quality. I compressed, so that I don't need to wait so long for uploading this 200MB plus video. 

P.S.S. Now! I feel like I want to sing this song!

Man! I feel like a woman!

Let's go girls! Come on.

I'm going out tonight, I'm feelin' alright

Gonna let it all hang out

Wanna make some noise, really raise my voice

Yeah, I wanna scream and shout

No inhibitions, make no conditions

Get a little outta line

I ain't gonna act politically correct

I only wanna have a good time

The best thing about being a woman

Is the prerogative to have a little fun

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy, forget I'm a lady!

Men's shirts, short skirts

Oh, oh, oh, really go wild, yeah, doin' it in style

Oh, oh, oh, get in the action, feel the attraction

Color my hair, do what I dare

Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free, yeah, to feel the way I feel

Man! I feel like a woman!

~Shania Twain

...like milk and water, mingle together.

A good memory keeper or not, I'm still in doubt. But there are things I want to remember for a very long time. The things that someday I can laugh over. The thing that I someday would question myself, "Really?" Like when my bestie told me that I used to have a crush on a gay and I don't remember (I still don't believe her for this). Hahaha. Even my routine--a very particular routine, it's also nice to be remembered. So I do want to remember that I've been drinking milk at least 4 servings everyday like my life depends on it. And yeah my life depends on it.

Some friends...

... make you feel young and remind you how to have fun!

We've known each other when we went for high school enrollment together.

Three years later, we met again and became friend at 10th grade.

We formed our group at 11th grade.

We've became best friend at 12th grade.

Now she's a wife of my friend and a mother to a 6 months old son!

It's been more than 10 years.

And she's the one who reminds me all the crazy and silly memories together.

And I still see us when we are old and become grandma,

we might still call each other "Anh & Haeng", in khmer: "អញ & ហ្អែង"

ពីរោះឡើងដាច់សាច់ណាស់​ មែនហ្អេ៎? Hahaha​

That's not good!

Who knows, we'll might call each other, "Yeay yeay", in khmer: "យាយ​ យាយ" instead.

I guess only our friends we've known from our childhood always use this improper words to call each other, but I know it makes us feel closed though.

Heeheeheee

ចុះអ្នកទាំងអស់គ្នាវិញ?

បែបហៅគ្នាថា​ អាងាប់ អាប្រកាច់ ហៅត្រកូលគ្នាម៉ាកំប្លេរ ដូចតែគ្នាហ្នឹង!​

On Faith

Taken at Bousra Waterfall, Mondolkiri.

They say anything is possible if you have enough faith. Is it really so simple? If someone does something successfully, we say, 'look how much faith they had.' If someone tries and fails, we say, 'they did not have enough faith.' But I believe faith alone is merely one vital ingredient in a larger recipe. Along with faith there must be vision. With vision there must be imagination. With imagination we need intelligence. With intelligence there must be accurate information. When you have it all, use it well and you may yet find (almost) anything IS possible!

I'm working on it myself!

I miss us.

I miss all the craziness and silliness we shared.
I miss all the times we had just to talk, laugh, play, sing the songs and all that jazz.



It seems like yesterday.

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.

Draw me the warm sunlight; sketch me the chilly breeze and paint my world in shade of fall.

I won't deny that I wish to have an autumn views here in Cambodia.

Khaer KADEK Tleark Kjol (Autumn Season) has rolled around for few days already, but I don't feel a slight chill of the breeze. I guess we can't feel it this early but in a week or so. Do you think autumn is a great excuse to get warm and cozy and especially being lazy in this miserable chill? I pretty much do. But usually I don't find myself being lazy during this season thought, but more productive. I think during autumn here, people are being more active than ever. It's a marriage season after all. So Ah hah, you see my point. They gotta run around checking those things off their to-do-list.

We can't expect much from autumn here though, except wedding invitations. Lolz. And I got 3 already. You can't see those beautiful views in hazel nuts or earth muddy or vibrant or warm beige or neutral color here, but there are times I saw some falling leaves on the ground and they took my breathe away.

So ladies – Yeay Yeay circle, I expect another Saturday cozy catch up in the yard of coffee shop, when we feel the chill touch us. What do you think? And this time I promise to bring my knitting stuffs along. Haha.

when i become a mommy....

When I become a mommy to a little girl, I’ll tied her hair up with a crochet flower hairpin, dress her in a short flower swirly skirt with a white cotton spaghetti strap blouse and a pair of ballerina shoes, then we’ll go on road trip to find out why birds live in trees, butterflies can fly and what makes blue skies blue.

And when I become a mommy to a little boy, I'll dress him in a knee-length khaki jean with a white T-shirts, a pair of sneakers and a cap, then we'll go on adventure to find out why the mountains are high, the lakes are wide and what makes blue oceans blue.

that's what storm is all about.

Taken on the way from PS to BTB, where you can always see the wide opened bluest

and blackest sky with masses of floating clouds.

"Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you.

So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about."

— Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)

Old & Grey & in love.

Mr.&Ms. Opal & Amethyst Love.

Well, don't you want to be mine? I mean, to be one of them???
Stay calm and become my toys! I've never owned a Human Toy. Be mine, plz!!
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha

Taken when I tucked them in and sing a good night song. lolz

Every moment I look at my new toys, 'Aging' & 'Future' & ‘Forever’ are on my dictionary of the day. Besides continue eating everything that life put in my plate, best or worst, I try to consume more supplements that I think it is the best nutrition for nurturing my faith.

Because one day, even the young will be old. Those children, playing so happily in the park, will be the elderly men and women who sit on the bench watching another generation ride those swings. I wonder on what I want to take with me into the future and what I can preserve from the present and the past. If I can take my faith along with me, my hope, my tolerance, and my belief in the better side of human nature... perhaps, I can ensure that the most important part of me never ages.

So let's fill our heart with LIGHT and LOVE.

And... let's get married, singletons! lolz jkd.

The remain of the day.

Maybe it's beyond what you expect.
The impossible expectation you yearn for after a long tiring day.




I've finally traveled 24 provinces and I'm proud of it.

During my travels, I fell in love often with countryside, esp. BTB where I could see beautiful clouds move back and forth; PL where you could never tired to enjoy the bluest sky on the summer day; MDKR where you can find the most greenest place for a better escape; RTNKR where you can see the most beautiful stars, and sky; KCG, the most peaceful place I once I think might end up there at my very old age... etc.

And maybe there's one noisiest, muddiest, and stressful place where you chase your life for life, but then, and the end of the day, if you could find something less stressful, but yet beautiful and romantic, that would be the best warming moment of the days. Like a quote from a book below:

"Beyond the wall that marked the end of the terrace, I could see for miles around the windows and back yards of the neighboring properties. A lot of the windows were lit, and the ones in the distance, if you narrowed your eyes, looked almost like an extension of the stars. This roof terrace wasn't large, but there was definitely something romantic about it. You could imagine a couple, in the midst of busy city lives, coming out here on a warm evening and strolling around the potted shrubs, in each other's arms, swapping stories about their day."

I particularly like the last line.

And for some reason, I'm stricken by this picture. It's taken on the 32th floor of Canadia Tower. I've never seen something like on the day time with my naked eyes, except the last 3 years I was on the plane. But it's definitely something else I utterly fell about it. Because I see it with a feeling. Because right now, it gives me a glimpse to remind me how life eat me up from the inside with my everyday stress and strain.

Last 3 years, it was the beginning, it's hard to see everything with my true feeling.
And today, I have plenty of times to be torn in between, to shout, to scream out loud and to tell what I've been feeling and how my days look like.

And that's SUCK!

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?

Too many things I haven’t done yet, too many sunsets, I haven’t seen.

Nonetheless, I’m blessed to experience those things, those romantic times, those sunsets, those sun lights. And they were beautiful and warmed up my soul. I want more. I want it forever. I want it with you, my future for life who, well, umm, I haven’t met. LOL.









Those beautiful things are:

- Night and Early morning silence, except the sound of bugs here and there.

- Yawns, yawns and yawns I lazily made each morning.

- Cold breeze I felt when I woke up.

- Soft light made its way through the pinhole of the wooden room to warm up the cold and to let us know, it’s time to get up.

- Rain and dew on the grass. I thought if water was cocktails, and I was the grass, I’d be sooo drunk and died to heaven right there.

- Weird feeling while walking with my bare feet on the wet morning grass and smelt the flowers. Oh, glistering with joy, except it itched me a little after walking back and forth for too long.

- Ooohh and aaahh with those beautiful creatures. Flowers and natures. The birds and the bees. The dragonflies and the butterflies. The excitement was jumping in and out of my bones.

- Kids. I could have died to have them with me when I was in those moments. Bee & Belle, of course. MissMissMiss.

- Laying on our back under the tall trees in the thick and dense forest, near the coolest and calmest lake, listening to the cricket’s songs, talking nothing but swapping our childhood stories and how our days went by. Once in a while the leaves fell, by dancing slowly in the air, while the sunlight making its way through the trees to touch our faces, then we laughed quietly.

- Beyond the top of the tree that marked the end of the woods, I could see the sunlight, and the blue sky. The birds sang, the crickets chirped and we played with the waters fissure. Stones were here and there. We massaged and we shampooed each other, we sang, we joked, we laughed, and we sank ourselves deepen right there in the water, and once in a while, we choked. I was absorbed with love and fun.

- Upon the sky, there’s the moon. The biggest and brightest one of the whole time. She only showed her pretty and charming face once every 20 years. Sweet sun, thank for sending me the moon. I glowed with love.

- Before putting ourselves into a peaceful rest, we give ourselves to best treat by rolling in under blanket with each other to watch those romantic yet funny movies until we fell asleep like the kids whom their mum warned not to watch late night cartoons, because it’s not good.

- On 2am, we woke up, doing nothing, but swapping again. Here we go, every-boys-we-met and how-the-love-went stories to tell to put ourselves back to sleep. And of course, I was always a good listener, but given that I got to understand deeply how it really felt by love, why not?



And I’m so soaked up with love just thinking about this dreamy moment, which made me think a lot about City of Romance, PARIS and City of Love, ITALY. How can I reach out to there?

We always made the best partners on trip. And perhaps, we’re made of PEACE, LOVE and HAPPINESS. LOL. Well, in fact, I got it from PINK, sugar scrub product. LOL.

P.S. Foolishly, I wish my big heart and pretty cousin was a guy I love, really. (Alright, I’m definitely not lesbian, in case, you worry about it. LOL)

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?

Pick up one foot, put it down. Pick up the other, do the same.

Repeat the process. Don't look at the length of the road down which you must travel. Just remember why you decided to embark on your journey in the first place. It seemed like a good idea at the time... and it still is. You are now, though, dealing with reality rather than theory. That's like the difference between looking at a flight timetable and actually catching a plane. It involves a lot more - and takes more out of you... but it is also a lot more productive.

nothing better than this... you feel just like the sun... just like the sun.

I couldn’t keep track of the vision of life recently. Each event, it comes and go. It’s like over there, over there and up there (I love this sentence a lot, cuz I watched this).

The thing is, in time like this, I’ve bumped into many new inspirations, realizations and thoughts in a way that I could say, I CAN FEEL IT. IT'S IN MY BONE. But the problem is I couldn’t get a hold of what flied into my mind and to put it into words.

Taken on the rice field, Takeo.

For instance, it happens often when you’re on the way to somewhere. I meant, when you see ‘that’, and then you start talking about ‘that’, you’ll just create 'that useful thought’ in your mind. I don’t know how it happens to others, but me. Especially, when being in a moment, when it reminds me the books I have read, which I gain more perspectives from those. You know when you read, you would stop and think about what it's written, but when you bump into a similar situation, or see anything related to, you’ll just get to understand in a profound way. At least, to me, it happens this way. I'm deeply inspired and excited about those new wisdom.

Every now and then, those books I’ve read really change the way I think, and it has a positive effect to the way I am. So would you tell what the books that change your perspective are? If you ask me, I’d say, I give two thumbs up for MITCH ALBOM… You’ll never know until you read one. Thank Nathary for the lending me one, and JenJen for recommending me other one and I’m glad Bong Lod interests and so into his books too.

Here the quote I just love a lot from "Have A Little Faith" by Mitch Albom:

1- "Having more doesn't keep you from wanting more"

2- "They aren't perfect, but they don't need improvement. Why? Because it means you are willing to accept people as they are. Nobody is perfect. Not even mom and dad. That's Ok."

3- "You can embrace your own faith's authenticity and still accept that others believe in something else."

Anyways, recently I’ve been blessed to bump into these great moments. I don’t know why, but I just incredibly love those moments I had recently.

1- I've developed such great sentimental mood when I was on the way to some places and we shared about everything related to that places. One thing leads to another, that’s how our days beautiful days went by, bubbling with fun and amazing conversation blah blah blah. Of course, they are decent conversations. It made me feel like a part of home and family. It reminds me this. Because it's like a new getaway, from everything in this complicated and messy world, power, materialism... and all you can feel, see, listen, and touch is nature, nature, nature over there, over there and up there, with new good talks about life and great laughs... which made me love a great simple life more and more... That's exactly what I want to feel. Profoundly. Warm. Happiness. Beautiful.

2- Talked and listened to each other experiences, thoughts and wisdom. And that was the very first time, in person, I’ve ever shared what in my mind, what books I read, what books that prove positive things to think about, what books that change the way i think, esp with right question, with the right conversation, with the right persons. That’s when I feel comfortable and relaxing.

What can I say? I just loves those moments.

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.

Stop and smell the flowers...

Not pretty much road trips, but i prefer to say that.
And below are the pictures which taken in one of my road trip, Pailin.

I can always have fun during my work trips.
I can always have fun with those massive headaches.
I can always have fun no matter what.

To check all photos, click here.

Beside works and staff meeting, from laziness of getting up, warm shower, breakfast, coffee, talking, laughing, driving, teasing, critique, calling, cursing while driving, music, singing along (howling), look for unknown places to go, photography, finding loo along the way (haha), calling, texting, talking, talking and talking about everything (from childhood, neighbor, religious, wisdom, future, parents, relationship, friendship, careers, personal view, to general matter… blah, blah, blah), photography, saying ‘oooh and aahh’ to this and that, accept calls, ignore calls, waiting calls, wandering, sneaking out for fun, photography, talking to strangers, stop and smell the flowers, sneaking to people’s farms & fields, capturing, massages, dinner, talk, laugh, surfing, emailing and sleeeeeeeeep.

The only unpleasant and very disturbing thing is I HAD TO accept endless calls and evoucher-ing to staffs, no matter what time and whatever I was doing. I HAD TO PICK IT UP! DAMN!

Update: This week is scheduled for beach sides. KK/SHV/KP/VR/SA in a row and I'm looking for more info of Tatai... we planned to have a peek there and spend a day and night there.

I feel worst today, but tonight, thinking all about road trips i had, I’m feeling better.