Everyone Knows Cambodia's Famous For... (Joke of the Year )

Emm... yeah wana talk 'bout this girl who is my project teammate at school. Actually she just started to come to class in the fourth week since she just got her bid for the class in week 3. Lessons've gone so far alr. Quite tough for her. She didn't have a group yet that time, so prof. assigned her to be with my group. During the break we introduced ourselves. She's from China.

"I'm Jackie," she said, "from Shanghai, China." {...}
"I'm Sothun," I said.
"Where r u from," she asked.
"Cambodia," i said...

The week after that, we'd got a meeting. Yeah we came earlier than the rest. She smiled beautifully to my heart and talked so sweetly.

"What's your name?"
"Emm... Sothun," i said.
"Oh where r u from by the way," she asked.
"Emm... Cambodia," i replied.
"OH YEAH! there're lots of Cambodians here, right?" she said.
"Emm... not really," i replied.
"Yeah a lot," she said, " i met a Cambodian guy last time, but i forgot his name..." {...} "OH do u know Shanghai?"
"Of course," I said, "only a fool doesn't know Shanghai... lots of famous fighting movies made 'bout Shanghai... I like them very much" {...}
"Yah... Emm. U'r from Cambodia... oh yeah Cambodia's very famous," she said.
"Really??? famous for what?" i asked.
"Yeah... everyone knows Cambodia's famous for... Er... Emm... OH YEAH its name," she replied.
"the name?" i stunned.
"Yeah... Cam-bodia, Cam-bodia," she pronounced.
"OH..." @^_^@. I just know.
--to be continued--

My Origin




Old Friends in Damdaek Pagoda, Phnom Penh
Long way to go, my friends, we can always go ahead as long as we still open our eyes. A long journey starts from a small single step. Don't be upset of yourselves just because you can't take a long step as others do. Remember the tortoise has its own way. Keep smiling for yourselves, me, and others: &*_*&

Cambodia, Always A Famous Fighter

Since the past, our country's been named a fighter. Yeah we're good at fighting: My grandfather said his father was a horse fighter fighting with the French in Isarak and he was named as Samon horse robber... oh he could fight 8 i heard, but some day he disappeared. Emm... we're fighters, but who know us?

We always fight since the old day till now, but we never know that we're fighting for nothing. We've fighted since we were a tiger just to be a hunger cat begging around from door to door. We've had our unique culture - fighting among ourselves. So proud of Vietnam to fight for their own sake of independence from those idiots, so proud of Thailand to fight for their expansion, and at least so proud of Laos to fight for their people. How 'bout us? Yah we fighted ourselves to be others. I heard my g-father said if in those old days you opposed to the king, you'd be accused of royal throne betrayal (capital punishment - beheading). After some time, we changed to fight ourselves for others... and until we killed ourselves for fun.

I've been very curious and kept laughing at myself of how unique Khmers are. Among us, we always crawl in front of others, but we appear very strong, powerful, cruel, and aggressive among ourselves. See how our representatives are doing right there... they like fighting each others, cursing each others even worse than my niece and nephew. Think of it carefully. I think it's already become our culture. They do it publicly without any embarrasement. It's more than enough...

It's not to offend ourselves, but rather to let us think more in future to come.

Saying: Don't let the buffalo gets near to the sugar cane field, or it'd not be able to do anything but lying down there playing. Let him go into the water, but don't let him lying in.

A little windy from the window; can see the river outside lying straight and never being afraid of tomorow when the weather dries - yeah i wish you can stay still ever. I don't understand why we can't just live our lives - why do we need to wait for the sun to rise and the world to bright? So quiet and peaceful is the nature of the night, but why can't we enjoy it? Does life really need a light? Is bright a price?

"Look into the sky, pray with the stars, and make a wish for the moon."

Cambodian diplomat in a deep dream in UNSC submit in New York

This anonymous idiot is a diplomat of Cambodian Delegation in UNSC (UN Security Council). The submit was held recently on 17 Oct 06 in New York in purposes of preparing for the selection of new members into the council.

I dun understand what the hell he was doing right there... though i might feel sleepy in class sometimes, i never have that completely naked day-dreaming. Oh God, damn it.
http://www.kohsantepheapdaily.com.kh/khmer/sleep20_10.htm

My coolie family... yeah... we're really incredibly coolie family. Left to right, Ngoc, Sokly, Sothun (me), Yen, Joy, and Rith. See how happy we're. Just wanna say i keep smiling whenever talking or thinking about them. Life is much better than before when we lived in hostel. My coolie family house now's just like my castle or even heaven alr. No feeling to stay at school as before. "Yeah i wanna come home to see my family, wow"... i wish they'll all be there when i come home. Hey going to far alr... better stop now or oopps....

His mouth's so smelly... too noisy...

can't stand beside him.


Crazy me!!!




This guy always talks rubbish; dun listen to him much.




Emm... I don't know... I don't understand... haha i don't know why i like these two expressions. Lots of my friends say they sometimes find it difficult to understand me. Yeah sometimes neither do i understand myself. I don't even know what i'm thinking and doing... a no-reason person. I'm actually a very organized person, but the most untidy person is also me.

I think i'm a very optimistic person; emm anyway that doesn't really help, but rather hinder my progress. I can recognize that, but i don't understand why i'm still who i am... so lazy to be others, so follish of myself, so silly to understand things, so crazy of my thoughts... Being optimistic always puts myself in the position of seeing, hoping, and waiting, but not struggling to get the results. As a result comes out, i hate myself; but i'm still who i am.

I know i can change myself. Yeah i've changed from time to time... up to now coz of some reason that drives me for a change to be a different me. Until now, i wanna be another me... but i don't really know who i wanna be. I don't know whether it's coz i haven't found the reason to change.

I don't know where i'm going now... and i don't understand either what i'm trying to do and why. I need a plan or sth in mind to go ahead, but i don't know; can't find out what that is. I probably in lack of sth... oh i don't know, don't understanddddddddddddd...........................