How is my life?
I do not know exactly how to strat with when it comes to the description of my life. But it is all started when I began my first grade at the age of five. The period that I can still remember at least something.
Always called and known as a shy, timid, gentle, afraid, kind, loving, caring and generous. Always feel pity on those who are vulnerable to something. Also known as a bashful person, meaning that I am afraid of talking to girls. This is not funny. It is very hard for me to talk to any girl. When I was really young, talking to a girl is like climbing mount everest, the highest alpine in the world.
Another reason not to talk to girl is probably the love of the Buddha's teaching. I, most often than not, since my childhood, want to be a monk. I told myself not to have communition with girls, as I want to train myself and be ready to be a monk. I did it well and tried to learn a lot about the Buddha's teaching. Until I once was named the Buddha by many of my friends. It sounds like joking. Right? Though I eat meat, I don't kill those living-beings, I don't make anyone of my family or friend upset, I don't lie (perhaps sometimes I did), and I don't harm Cambodian citizens and the country of Cambodia. I love Cambodia more than any other part in this globe.
Things have been changed little by little. I grew up, bearing with desire of love, fun, and friendship. With desire, I have done something, probably not good, but it is desire. It is hard to control this selfish desire. Guess what I have been doing?
I have been to Karaoke, night club, brothel, beer garden and places a kin. I may ask myself; am I wrong to go to these places? It might be and it might be not. I am not wrong anyway. Why? because this is just a selfish desire of me and I don't harm anyone. Probably my parents don't want this, but they knew it anyway. I always inform them of what I have done and ask for forgiveness.
With a desire of love to a girl, I become more talkative. I think I have talked a lot to only her. I still don't talk much with other girls. I THINK I AM SOMEHOW IN LOVE. It must be probably taking me several years to get to know what love is. Love is defined as happy when you meet your beloved one and lonely when you two are separated. Sometimes laugh and sometimes quiet. This is one part of my life and perhaps it is good to read another part of my life by just making a click on this website: http://www.chhayhaksym.wordpress.com/
Thanks readers for taking your time reading my story.
Friday, November 16, 2007
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