Overstatement

Here I stand, in the middle of a huge castle,
Where the sovereignty of the Sultan reigns,
with the entrance so well secured by guards who puts on the James Bond's black shades alike on,


I get home schooling system here where I'm obtaining first stage of tertiary education at degree,
Sources, information, and references is only 10 minutes away, convenient, as it appears to be. hmmmm.....

Beautiful cafeteria, instilling garden concept, thoroughly furnished with natural sources around it,
so sedative it makes breakfast possible where it can turn a bitter coffee sweet and sweet noodles yummy.

On top of that, majestic gymnasium is so majestic where it makes us all majestic in size with it's damaged equipments. Ooops I beg your pardon, was a bit sarcastic on that.

Anyways, where was I....... Oh ya....
Forget about all those so called wonderful things,
This ain't a castle and I'm not a princess here.

It has been 4 days! FOUR DAYS without water supply!!!
Can you imagine a day without water?
This is against the federal constitution where I feel my right of getting water supplies is being infringed here. many of my rights of movements is being restricted, internally as in inside of my body too! , if you know what i mean.
Even Bootsie, my dog is having fun showering right now!


Miss V
water deprived

Goodies

I knew in an instance that that will be my package from the sound of the Mr.Postman's motorbike.
(hey this reminds me of the Mr.Postman song by Carpenters!)
Indeed I'm right!
Tada!

Been waiting for these goodies for about a week already and thank God it arrived a day before i left.
Aren't they pretty??

Here's, a closer look!

this package also comes with a mini-bag, how generous!
Those of you who knows me well, would know how much I'll love this!

and it can do this, so it's easier to carry around.

All those are hand-made cards and bag from my Aunt Lai Yoke, all the way from Netherlands. XXX!!
(and yes I hope Netherlands will win the world cup although my mind is telling me Spain will win it. )
Anyway, click here and here to view more of her creative works!

It's always exciting to receive gifts!
*hint hint*
So people send me gifts often because you'll totally make my day a happy one!
KT address ya not Klang's.
Help me to go through these awful time in KT, no offence to KT's residents I just don't like living in where I am right now. I can smell cat's poop from here. (get what I'm going through?)
Speaking of cat! A cat shocked me today by sneaking into my room while I was away for a shower.
(now see what I am really going through?!)


xoxo
Miss V, bACK to business and reality...

Mixed-Up Psychological Disorder

I'm struggling with a psychological disorder but have not found which classification of psychological disorder I belong to yet.
Finding the list through Wikipedia is slowly driving me nuts!
Realizing the cuckoo-ness coming, I quickly stop before I get to add to another
"Unknown Psychological Disorder" (UPD).

Ok here's the thing with me.
I am confuse........., or more like people are confused. But maybe, I made people confuse.
Or I am a confusing person with a bunch of confused people.
Or they are confusing me leaving me confused but
in the end, I am confused with their confusion! Yeah more like that!

(please correct my grammar if you will, but DOn't get cOnfuse )

When I was living with a Cantonese roommate, I spoke Cantonese so often that I forgot Hokkien completely like totallyx2! I couldn't even order my food in Hokkien and had to order in Cantonese. (what a shame...)
In case you're still wondering the obvious, I'm a Hokkien Chinese BTW.

When I have foreign visitors staying for few weeks, I started speaking like Ang Mo with you-know the accent until my friends were teasing me, " wah why your accent oso change already arr!"

When I'm with my Indian friends, I speak and sound like an Indian so much,
till this guy asked me this,
" Are you a Chindian? " i said, "no. y?". he said, " because you speak like an indian! "
Another account was, " Wei Li !!! I couldn't recognize you at all I almost thought i dialed the wrong number because you sounded soooooo much like an indian on the phone!"

When I order food in Malay stalls, or meet new people and used BM, people would give me second look and ask, " awak cina ke melayu?"
Like so many times already until I could predict the next person's reaction when I speak in BM.



I'm weird, I'm a chinese but i fail to present myself as a chinese!
I can't speak well, I can't read or write in chinese!!!!
I even doubt if I even look like one.

OMG do i??
OMG no!! i just recalled another incident.
" Awak dari Sabah ke? "
(i shake my head dissenting to it)
" Sarawak? "
(shake my head again.....zzzz)

P.E.N.G.S.A.N. I.

MAYBE MY DISEASE IS CALLED MIXED-UP IDENTITY DISORDER!


xoxo
Miss V, faint...zzz

Vuvuzella

I do not understand the tolerance level of these stadium soccer spectators' ear drums. They must have SUPERMAN's pair of ears to bear with the loud and highly intense sound of this plastic blowing horn called Vuvuzella.

As far as I know, the high sound pressure levels if blown at a close range can lead to permanent hearing loss for the unprotected ear. I could barely hear the crowd supporting or jeering on the teams or referee anymore, the entire football match has been filled with zzzzzzzzzzzz tunnnnnnnnn ppppooooonnnnnn sounds from the horns. The playback slow motion would normally tell me whether the supporters are cursing or praising. No fun seeing their lips moving, I wanna hear them! Only Britney Spears is allowed to mime okay.


see that warning sign?? Wow, by just having this exclusion clause on the Vuvuzella, the person who blows the horn can be exempted from liability on the possibility of severe damage to the hearer?

Coool..... being a person who yen for having all musical instrument one day, I would love to have one of these dangerous monotone horns in my dream collection.


xoxo, Miss V dreaming again....

Dear diary,

I wanna grow up fast.
Grant me a time travel machine to bring me forward,
to the time where I have my own house to live,
away from all the miseries in the world,
just breathing in my own space,
with my dear little bootsie.

xoxo
Miss V

Promoting MAS campaign

Hey readers, may I please asked for your kindness to just click on this, no harm done. Don't worry NO VIRUS transmission, Guarantee!
I know you see no point for you, but for friendship sake or err, ummmm, I'm sure you like me at least a bit, or at least we've been friends before in one point of time, right?
Click this for me please....pretty please?

I wish you :

Mucho Gracias, Merci Beaucoup, Dank u Wel, AriGato Gozaimas, Kap Kum Kap, Sie Sie, Toh Che, Thank You, Kam Siah, Terima Kasih!

in advance.

xoxo,
grateful Miss V

Issues

I’m starting to feel like these holidays are slowly sucking my brains off my skull as I’m basically rotting slowly without books to keep my brain active and strong! (Lack of DHA milk powders since I remember drinking Fernleaf and want nothing else up till i was 8),

Hanging out to watch the FIFA World Cup games with my friends has strangely stirred a hot debate among us who’s only one foot in the adult’s world and as quirky as it sounds, the more bizarre scenario is why are we even debating over this subject that's so none of our business? By the way, it’s concerning whether or not to take your parents in with you into your new home with your newlywed spouse?

It was actually a serious thought to ponder about as it will affect relationships between the in-laws. I don’t know much but I’m way too young to be thinking about this.

We went all the way disputing over this issue as one brought up the sense of cruelness yielded upon those who leaves their parents behind to stay in with their beloved spouse. I can almost bet this is already an issue for newlywed couples and for long term married couples too.

There are those who want to bring their parents in but the question is what if your wife disagrees with her in-laws moving in? Then the filial son will be in dilemma in choosing between Mummy and Honey! DO they need to make choice between Mummy and Honey?

What do you think? Will you bring your parents along when you moved into a new home with your spouse or will you have supportive parents who do not mind staying lonely at home?

can't write much anymore.... brother's stealing the streamyx away.... argggh

xoxo

Miss V