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Kid Cudi-Day "N" Nite. Life is like a ball. When it starts to flatten you'll have a hard time rollin it. You'll know when too much of a good thing is a bad thing. Hey, everyone .33 cent wing and $3 dollars beer is a calling for trouble. I need to stop drinking. ASAP. Today, not Tomorrow, not two years from now. Someone please recommend a good AA meeting where the usher is hot and the female to male ratio is 4 to 1. This give me a chance to sober up my life for the next foolish mistake (love)... Read More
With any enjoyment comes rules and regulation that is a testing of our social fitness to society. But does anyone know the etiquettes on how to enjoy a bowl of Kuy Teav? Some of you might be reading this and thinking to yourself “What is the Blogger talking about this time. I had a thousand bowls of Kuy Teav before, and it is enough to say I am an expert on the subject of eating, and this is what I do best”. I can bet you a bowl of Kuy Teav Phnom Penh that you will fail my noodle etiqu... Read More
Lately, I don't have much to say about anything. No, it not one of those crisis where I am suffering from&nb sp;depression or hiding to avoid my "Beloved" Khmerwiticaian. What I do have is a writer's block, can someone please smack me on the head with a frying pan so this blood clog can flood freely again. I can't seem to find anything good to writing about these days. Posting some random things on what is going on in my head is an idea but great wri... Read More
On a Friday night after watching a movie and dining out with my friends, something was at odds. This shivering coldness ran up my spine: no rings, vibrating text messages, but this feeling was all but not well, it was like being the only naked person walking on the beach. “Hey, Raz. I think I’ve lost my cell phone somewhere”. Frantically checking all pockets and bags like a “Dumbass”. Raz , with his clam and never-ending unwary eyes , “have you tried to call your cell phone?” “N... Read More
I have wonder why we are not dating in the first place. IT, maybe, I am an asshole, stubborn, an idiot, and righteously absurb. When we are together we are always talking about life, and its enlightenment. Our constant jagging of rude humor of each other secrets that we shared with one another can be combated with shove or a loud laughter. We, sometime, walk so close it almost seem like we are a couple. What we have is weird, I ponder why I've never confus... Read More
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