Friday, September 23, 2005

This is my friendly in YCC battambang that we go sihanouk ville on 4-8 .

From Sambath BTB

Thursday, September 22, 2005

WORKSHOP 27-28

I will go participat with OEB organisation in battambang about
(Anti-Drug and HIV)
On 27-28 workshop at Health Department .
Trenh Sambath,Sam sarun , ream veth , sil nevath this particiopat.


From Sambath

Monday, September 12, 2005

CAN TOT 23-27 November 2005

CAN TOT workshop will be held from 23 November to 27 November 2005.

On 23 November 2005
-Departure from Phnom Penh to Mondulkiri (by bus)
On 24 November 2005
-workshop day
On 25 November 2005
-workshop day
On 26 November 2005
-Study tour in Mondulkiri province
On 27 November 2005
-Departure from Mondulkiri to Phnom Penh (by bus)

For CAN core Battambang in this TOT in participants have:
1. Trenh Sambath team leader CAN in BTB 012 665 615
2. Reab Sokhom Vice team
3. Meas Dara Admimnistration
4. Bun Lem Huor Financial
5. Ms. Roy Ryna Assistant 012 935 014
6. Sok They

From Sambath

Hi all my best,
How are you? I hope everything is doing well.
Please enjoy the love story. I've just received it from a friend.
It is very interested that we should learn from this experiences.

Here you are :

10th grade
As I sat there in the English class, I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, black hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,
I love her butI'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barry more movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.
What is a shy ?? A shy can be the wall of confidence ??