Went back home recently, and one of the things I got back from Cambodia was the confirmation of the theory on how out of place and out of touch I was with the so-called youth generation.
1. Music: music are hard to appreciate these days let alone listen to. CCNP (copy, cut n paste) perhaps sums up the music scene nicely. To spice things up a bit, add some half-Khmer-half-English to the mix. If there is one thing original about it, it must be that almost all of the songs are either about “crying girls” or “heart-broken guys“. Didn’t know that the youth generation were this kinda sad.
2. Movies: people are scared of ghosts, but people love scary movies. Ghost movies are in every cinemas at almost every slots, ghost stories are everywhere, ghosts are behind you while you’re reading this, by the way.
3. Arts: When was the last time you befriended with someone so inspirational or just have some tastes in arts? Don’t remember anyone though…
4. Social life: Facebook, MySpace, Hi5, Blogger. Oh wait, they don’t call Blogger, they call Cloggers. C stands for Cool, Calm and Collected Cambodia, I guess. Whatever…
5. Football: people with a good taste in football are rare these days, the rest either call themselves ManU fans or are simply clueless about football.
6. Public behavior: 3 guys meet up in public. One guy pulls out something black resembling a brick. No! it’s his new Nokia N series. Not to be outcooled, the other guy starts showing off his new crying-girl and heart-broken-guy songs in his latest iThis, iThat, iWhatever-whatever. The third guy cannot hear a thing. How can he? when his music headset is bigger than his a**.
7. Names: his name is James. Right, his name is James. Back in his hometown, they call him “Ah Sampoch”. James, my a**.
8. Hobbies: “Let’s have a party! Can someone bring the cards?”. What the hell, can’t we even have a party for once without the petty gambling? No we can’t. I’m sure without playing cards, someone might go crazy of gambling starvation.
Thankfully though the world is created so that everyone has a place (to hide). The things I see as lame may be the coolest things to those on the other side of the spectrum. Wait, I should be careful of giving opinions these days, who know such thing could cause oil price to hit record high. Don’t blame me if tomorrow headline reads “Oil Price Hits Record High after someone from somewhere making some random remarks”.
Oh well, whatever…back to something more entertaining.
Last year’s general public warning!
Reading is boring. But the good thing in life is that there is always a certain thing invented to make your boredom even more….errr….boring. Not only does it make your life a little bit more miserable, it also at the same time costs you a handsome 320 bucks lot of cash. Even with the poor US dollar exchange rate and super high inflation in Cambodia these days, that $320 still amounts to at least a hundred worth of chickens. Now consider that in Rattanakiri, you could legally get a wife with just a…aerr…..chicken, that’s at least one hundred worth of…..[cough]…[cough]…
So who in their right mind would make their boring hobby a little bit more boring? (boring hobby? is there such a thing?) Well, if you’re like me, that’s exactly what you do. With $320, I’ve got meself a new Sony e-reader device just to keep meself a bit more busy with hundred of e-books, texts and pdf I downloaded have. The bad thing however is that I get one less excuse not to read…
On my very first visit to a country of whatever-whatever, a hontojii-san immigrant official stopped me by and asked:
Hontojii-san: Please tell me the truth!
Reak: My name is Vireak and I come from Cambodia.
Hontojii-san: Please tell me the truth!
Reak: I don’t have beard, so I’m neither from Pakistan nor India.
Hontojii-san: Please tell me the truth!
Reak: My name has no letter “Q”, so I’m not linked to IraQ and Al Qaeda, neither was I born in Suadi Arabia.
Hontojii-san: Please tell me the truth!
Reak: Your president Bush praised me for my role in his global war against terrorism when he visited my home last year.
Hontojii-san: Bush? Never heard of that guy!
Reak: Are you sure? Please tell me the truth!
Hontojii-san: I told you. I don’t lie.
Reak: Please tell me the truth!
Hontojii-san: You can search me inside or hang me to dry!
Reak: Please tell me the truth!
Hontojii-san: I’ve got nothing to hide.
Reak: Please tell me the truth!
Hontojii-san: Oh my!
Reak: Please tell me the truth!
Hontojii-san: You must be a spy!
Reak: Please tell me the truth!
Hontojii-san: You must be a hontojii-san in disguise!
It’s been quiet quite some time, lucky I still remember the password to get in this blog, otherwise I would need your help. It’s already 2008, wait! do people still read and write blogs? Well I thought blogging already passed it’s popularity expiry date last year. Whatever! In case you wonder, Vireak.net hasn’t died yet…well almost….it just errrrr….sleeps…
In case you wonder where on earth have I been? Well, I was here:
In case you wonder where the hell is that, it’s one of the following:
1. at a landmark named Infinite Loop somewhere in Planet Mars
2. at a recycling company named Infinite Recycling somewhere in Stueng Mean Chey
3. at a landmark named Infinite Loop where there is a bitten fruit
4. at a company named after a fruit
5. in someone’s heart!