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A random post inspired by a random FB status ...

You know what sucks? Sitting next to the person you really really like, knowing you cannot have him/her--that sucks big time! For those who take things the easy way, even if they find themselves tangled up in all this, they have an ingenious way of manipulating their feelings, and manage to get by just fine. Too bad that this is not always the case for the sensitive people! Usually, in the face of such odds, they somehow turn from caterpillars--figuratively, of course--to, not beautiful, dearly-loved butterflies, but drama queens! They choose to strip off anything that lights them up and makes them happy, push happy-go-lucky friends away, and start digging themselves a hole, where sorrow and gloom and hopelessness live. Well, in other words, they start to develop what I call "self-pity", which is not in any ways attractive at all, at least to me.  For all the right reasons in the world, yes, it is sad! Such an experience hurts to the core when you seriously sit down and

... Just another heartbreak

I do not know how wonderful it feels like, knowing that there is another life growing inside your belly, feeding onto the food you eat everyday, and feeling the tiny little vibrations known as "kicks". And to even think about the pain a mother has to bear with after realising that her baby cannot be conceived is just beyond something I can ever possibly imagine. And to actually witness your loved one lying on her bed, crippled emotionally, just tears me apart. It is just too sad, too heartbreaking, to listen to her narrating about how she went extra miles to take care of the baby, only to be devastated when the misfortune came sucking the very life out of her baby :(

The King Father

These few days it's been apparently overwhelming for everyone in Cambodia. We have just lost our King Father! Of course, I am sure when it comes down to talking about a leader of a country, there is no perfect leader. One way or the other, leaders are credited for some reasons and loathed for others. Likewise, in the case of the King Father, he was not perfect. But as far as I know, as the head of the state, he did not just sit around and give orders to the subordinates--he fought for our country! And now that he passed away, there appeared the never-seen-before footage of how Cambodia was like during his reign. I was dumbfounded to see how advanced in so many sectors Cambodia was during the 1960s. But then of course even though he was already gone, there are still people who seem to hold grudges against him for things he did not do well. Personally, I choose to remember the so many things he did right for this country and to let go of the things he screwed up. And my heart goes o

The mean side?

I am not mean! I am not genetically programmed to be mean! There are times when I raise my voice, wave you off, or even shout back at you using harsh words. But rest assured that that man, the man who does all that, is not Vendy! He is the shield and the guard I put on to protect  myself from the vulnerability. If there is anything I have learned as a person, it must be the fact that being nice, in a bigger broader sense, only lands you in a place where you are treated badly. There was a time not long ago when I believed being nice was the key to successful communication between people, but guess what? I WAS DARN WRONG! What happened was I got taken for granted, and people made you feel like being nice was a disease! It made me feel being nice was more like a genetic mutation that scared and chased them off! If you ask me now whether the ugly, more monstrous side of me that has come out eats up the nicer one, the answer is NO! No, it hasn't, and I think it never will! The niceness

Dear bloggie

Dear bloggie, These few days the horrible flu has got the best of me. It is not just the typical flu you get on a typical rainy day, though. This time it is more horrendous! Screw it--my lungs seem to be squeezed tightly together, leaving only a small narrow passage of air to go in and out. And then to make matters worse, I have this searing pain in my head, not to mention the coughing and blurry vision. Anyways, now that I am getting back on my feet again, I have the physical strength to pay you a visit, bloggie! Well, my emotional being, on the other hand, seems to be like one straight line on the heart rate monitor machine. No irregularity. No beep. No nothing. "Stability" is good, though. But there is one thing I crave on countless occasions in the course of a typical day, and that is COFFEE. Yes, coffee! I know caffeine is not healthy, but what is life without some risks and problems? As a result, I drink that Nescafe thing from KFC at least two times a day. S

Right

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People come into your life and go. Some leave footprints. Some leave scars. Well, so far, i have enjoyed the "expedition", or more, the rush of the adrenaline down the spine that it gives me. But after a while, after being in and out for a while, it sort of falls into the same pattern that repeats itself ... the pattern that smells familiar. Then it gets me thinking, "What is wrong?" Well, sometimes it is not about what is wrong, but it is probably about what isn't right. There is a huge difference between the two. You can either go on, knowing that there is nothing wrong though it isn't right, or stop right there, when you feel even if nothing is wrong, it just isn't right! Normally, I opt for the latter. But I opt for it so many times that I start to fantasize how it would be like if i chose otherwise. The good thing, though, is the fact that the latter gives me sense of righteousness for me myself and for the party involved, and as a result, I am