at the Library

So here I am, so determine to conquer my world by absorbing all the written work of the highly qualified and distinguished publicists in the soft convulated mass of nervous tissue within the skull of vetebrates of mine or otherwise known as the brain. (that's right Penny)

It's funny how the subject of sea makes me crave for salmon and how it makes me form a series of mental images of Johnny Depp in Pirates of the Carribean.

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 I was kept as a hostile in the hands of the Pirates at the "shores of the sea"

xoxo

Miss V

-trying to study-

homesick

Recently, I’ve been carrying around a heavy suitcase of the homesick blues. 

Ever since my aunt said she’s returning home to the place where I belong, I have been feeling increasingly melancholy and nostalgic. Feels like I am missing the familiarity of being in my home town. 

What is it like not to have a curfew, what is it like to roam freely, what is it like to satisfy my cravings anytime I like, what is it like not having people to stare at you strangely, what is it like to shop in a beautiful complex, what is it like to pamper my Bootsie, what is it like showering in a warm water, what is it like to just rest in the air-conditioned room, what is it like watching movies for hours, what is it like?......i can go on and on.... 

This amount of assignments’ preventing me from revising the tedious looking books for the major exam, just a slight word of exam gives me a panic attack since it’s just around the corner! (yeah screw the lecturers from cramming all the assignments in December!!!) I find myself resenting them and the people around me for no apparent reasons.

I guess i just found myself being caught in a suitcase of homesick.  

xoxo

Miss V

-homesick-

It's Korean time... Annyeonghaseyo

My recent notion on which I’m excessively concern on is learning the language of the Koreans.

“hangug-eo ye. jeoneun hangug salang”  which means, "Yes Korean, I Love Korean"

The idea of practising the language has dominated my thoughts and feelings so persistently that it managed to taught me into mastering the once-most-hated–but-now-adore-it song called “Nobody Nobody by the Wondergirls”. I could even play and sing it on guitar.  -grin-

I’ll watch the Korean’s soap opera all day long and in the midst of it quickly and briefly jot down the prominent and noteworthy lines from the dialogues and thereafter pathetically recite it on my own. Nonetheless, the most amusing part of all is to get a stupefy look from friends after uttering the language to them because they'll have the "what the...??" look. 

The worst case scenario is to introduce yourself in Korean during presentation for Islamic Banking & Finance class last night and that's when you know you're caught in this dangerous obsession. LOL!

-xoxo-

Miss V

-hangug gago sip-eo-

Sexual Reproductive Rights

Young and Vulnerable…

Read this with an open mind and heart, without discrimination and prejudice, set aside religion, morality and ethics on which you defined, stigma or stereotypes you might have, please set it all aside. Do it for the sake of the young and vulnerable for reality has come and it’s time for us to act and do something about the issue concerning the unsafe abortion among adolescent and young women.  Yes, abortion, have I drop the bomb to quick? Is the impact too fast to cope? Good. This should help to open your eyes to the reality of a silent pandemic on which it’s too taboo in our society to discuss.

Before I attended the seminar on Reproductive Rights held in UM recently, I mistakenly believe that abortion in Malaysia is outright illegal in all circumstances, albeit if you’re carrying a child of a rapist or sexually abused by your spouse. Little did I know that abortion is actually legal here and due to lack of knowledge about the legalities of abortion and lack of understanding of the possible health consequences and dangers women might face if abortion services are not accessible, they might resort themselves to unsafe abortion with untrained providers or try to abort themselves since abortion is not openly discussed by the public and health providers.

I am here to spread awareness that women should earn their rights of their own sexual reproduction and not be oppressed by any persons in the society. If you know of any young women who conceived an unwanted child and has no where to go, no person to rely on and no one who cares about her, and you just looking from afar feeling pity and bad for not knowing what to do to help her, then you'll know exactly where my intention of spreading this awareness lies.

"Sexual Reproduction Rights exists and some of it are, rights to attain the highest standard of sexual and reproductive health where they can freely and responsibly decide on number of children they wish to have (family planning), right to legal or safe abortion, right to contraception and education pertaining to it." WHO

A young person from an early age requires accurate and comprehensive information on how to protect themselves from sexual abuse by strangers and family members or even their lovers. They also need to know about sexual relations, how pregnancy happens and how to prevent it, as well as to recognise the early signs of pregnancy. Continuing to neglect in providing young people with comprehensive sexual and reproductive health education is having a serious negative effects on their health and lives. 

Just look at the increasing number of baby dumping!

Statistics are 9% out of all unsafe abortions in Asia are among girls aged 15-19 years old and further 23% among young women aged 20-24. However, these are only the reported cases as we’re all aware that it is difficult to gather the statistics.

Let us not create violence against women when we acknowledge and abide with the social stigma whereby premarital sex is stigmatised in most parts of Asia. Do you realise that premarital sex is itself a stigma? 

Think about it.

Pregnancy in an unmarried girl is often referred to as “illegal” and abortion in these circumstances is illegal even when it may not be. This stigma imposed the need for confidentiality, which coupled with lack of partner or family support and economic vulnerability and it may make it hard for some young women to access medically safe services and even clandestine safe services may charge a high financial premium. Unskilled providers may be the only option even in settings where safer, legal alternatives exist.

Whatever your believes or faith may lie, if you have a genuine heart to help, I recommend that the first step we must do is not to drag ourselves to the social stigma and start respecting the rights and choice of others as they have rights protected under the law and do it for the sake of a healthy sexual reproduction of these women. Please cast your condemnation and criticism against this deed and be rationalised instead. Educate on sexual reproductive rights to prevent unwanted pregnancy. 

or you can always refer them to RRAAM (Reproductive Rights Advocacy Alliance Malaysia) where they'll help these young and vulnerable women.

xoxo

Miss V

-making the world a better place to live in-

Confession : Gossip

Oh man… I felt so guilty for engaging myself into a gossip affair earlier.

Usually I kind of shrug it off and try not to gossip myself but I just let it got into me awhile ago.

Perhaps I felt like I was subjected to the stereotypes of how a social convention of that representation works,

just so I could fit in.

Felt like I was bullying the absentee by not only participating into it but also encourage the insertion of errors and hence create another variation of it, on which i believe half of it cannot be true! 

(Gosh….-knock my head to the wall-)

Well, another optimistic way of looking at what damage I've done is that maybe in one way or another, the common interest we shared through this nature of communication will create a relatively higher level of friendship among the mutual chatters. (maybe not...zzz)

But hey, do we have to resort into hurting the absentee’s feelings, just so we can have the so called, “good” friendship? (that's crap, i know)

After coming into my senses like 1 minute after we part into our separate ways, I can easily feel a great sense of remorse bubbling up from within me. Not only do I feel ashamed of what I did but there’s this sudden low self-esteem energy came flowing too. Miss V just cannot function this way! 

I’m neva gonna wanna do this again. Like evar! GOtta watch what I say. Period.

xoxo

Miss V

-ashamed-