... unless I counted wrong. Which wouldn't surprise me.
board games, DDR, weekends, holidays
vacations, the cruise
the internet, google, fbook
cell phones, ipods, microwaves, computers
weekly sales at Giant Eagle, late night half-off food
events with free food, a capella concerts
SEMFS
my full tuition scholarship at Pitt
ZOLL
the coffee machine at work
my apartment, my mom's apartment
the lounger, heat in my apartment
public transportation, my car, stores in walking distance
Eda, Freddie, Kevin, Oyin, Peng, Wendy
Drew
my engineering buddies
Chea chea Christy/Moy/E Hour
Sopboy/Shemmay/Sherman/Sheldit/E-Boy/Shmay-Z
Chea chea suging
Patrick, Monica, Hea Bucky, Hea John
Aunt Kim, Aunt Suzan, Uncle Phey
Mommy
Papa
Ching
all of my little cousins
everyone else in my family
(obviously this list isn't exhaustive)
Can't you tell how ridiculously excited I am for Thanksgiving?
My dad was born in Cambodia. He lived in the city. Soon the Khmer Rouge took over, and they had 3 days to evacuate the city. They were in the farmland, and they were all assigned jobs. This lasted for about 5ish years. Soon Vietnam took over, slowly, and the Khmer Rouge was being slowly moved out. Vietnam wanted revenge because Vietnamese wanted to evacuate the Vietnamese Cambodians and the Khmer Rouge killed them as they were crossing the river. It was bloody. So when Vietnam took over, they told the civilians that they were allowed to leave, so they all fled to Thailand, as refugees. Problem is Thailand doesn't really want the Cambodians, so they army was guarding the border and shipping people back to Cambodia whenever they found them. But my dad kept running back and running back. One way ticket. This lasted for about two months, until the Red Cross finally found them and they were brought to the refugee camp in Thailand. Then a month later they came to America.