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No it isn't some music video awards acronym. It's my damn long name.
Yes you know you love me, you're far too kind. :)
Warning: Explict content, bimbotic reflections, severe drama.
Think twice, think again.
Alright? You're ready to go. Tralala :)

Hello! Veron, Maybelle, or Alexis, you take your pick. Let's cut the crap :) I'm a Child of God. I demand full attention! Say hello : )
27th of February is not necessarily my favorite day. Dancing is my passion, and Friends are my life.
Being single is the best moments of a girl's life, & i'm serious. But when the right guy comes along, ah, things changes. : )

"I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted."

Current Obsessions:
♥Zeeee!//♥Spongy&Patrick//♥DesperateHousewives//♥MarilynMonroe//♥Cheeseee//♥CLEO//♥Girls'hiphop//

I have really quick mood swings (p/s, ESPECIALLY during PMS)
I have deficit disorder; that's chimalogy for Short Attention Span.
I have exceptionally small eyes (which people tend to notice and comment on A LOT). For the last time: it's GENETIC.

♥ Fuzzy-wuzzy surprises
♥ Glitz & Glamor
♥ Giant carousels
♥ Mathematics & Literature
♥ Cadbury & Ben&Jerry's

I'm attracted to anything that blings.
I find joy in collecting even-numbered movie tickets.
I hate following the boring ol' monochromatic crowd. I don't do the overrated.
I hate bad hair days & zits. It's every girl's nightmare. Gays too.

I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry; And I know you do the same things too.
So we're really not that different, me and you.

I'm little whiny, a little bimbotic, and VERY psychotic.
That's three really good reason to shower me with lotsa love & concern,
and you'd better, 'cus I'm rather prone to the waterworks.

They say laughter is the best medicine. I beg to differ.
A second with my silly boy does the trick : )♥
I'm a lukewarm book-lover ♥
I'm a hardcore shopaholic ♥
I'm proud of my scintillating brain :D♥
I'm not perfect. & sadly, no one is. So DON'T discriminate.

With loads of hugs & kisses, that's Veron Maybelle Alexis for you.
Auf Wiedersehen!
That's the way, uh-huh uh-huh, I like it C:

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Happy Mothers' Day! Got Mum this little wooden mouse & a written note. She loved it! This proves that it is the thought that counts! There isn't a need for to get a really expensive Gucci wallet or Prada or Elle to express your love for someone. Sincerity, my dear!

Went around blogs and friendster profiles, and it came to hit me hard that life's full of drama. The past, the present, the future...

i try to be a friend, but most of the time, i get slapped back in the face. Why do i have to be around 'friends' who gossips and back stabs me almost every single second of their lives, & ending up hurting myself?

Take for example, the sleepover. Some people who had no business in it just had to go around saying things like 'Veron pestered Erica for the sleepover lorxz. WALAO EH.' To think that some people even had the cheek to go around spreading, when she isn't even sure of facts.

& like the time i joined another clique for Perth sleeping plan. What did i get? "Veron pestered you all to let her join is it? She's doing this on purpose to come between us lor." & my intention was to make life easier for everyone.

When i wanted to make things clear, i got "I don't want to talk to you."

I Have Had Enough.
The Big Revelation.

Perhaps you might want to know that, many a time, i was really tempted to blog about how arrogant & annoying & mean & selfish you are, thus ruining your image. but then i stopped to think, what for? At who's expense? Yet, again and again, you hurt me without a second thought. You never stopped to think 'what for?', 'at who's expense?', 'is it worth our friendship?'. Your entertainment and popularity at MY expense. You should have known better.

We didn't hit off on the right foot. i tried to open to you, & be less judging, tried to know you better, & be your friend. But it all comes down.

i can't find myself to love or care for you as i used to months back. We can't even talk now. You're either obsessed over your academic, or obsessed over your weight. Whichever, it's always you. Whenever i talk about stuffs besides you, you always put me down.

You can all say I'm drifting away. It doesn't feel the same & i don't know what happened. Chinatown caused me pain & hurt, to know that the people whom i thought was my everything didn't care the least about me. That the people who actually CARED were the ones i least expected.

Every Recess Is A Killer.

I don't blame anyone. There's a phrase "friends come and go; that's life". But there's also another phrase "friends are forever". I ought to smack the person who came up with this, demanding a definition for 'Forever'.

Make new friends, keep the old. Like how I'm still trying to stay in touch with primary schoolers. But we've never really gotten the time to hang out. Yet.

I don't expect things to be like before. But improving the situation, it's possible, i believe so. And i'm trying, one step at a time.

I don't want to lose you 3 before we really learn how to treasure each other. I'm not some standby kid. All i want is just some acknowledgment and respect.

Is it too much to ask?

In the meantime, i thank you others around me. Thanking God, literally. If it weren't for you, i would probably resort to being an emo kid and cut myself in corner of a black room, bleed and cry to death.

Oh, i forgot. There's school tomorrow. What a bummer. Good bye.