alright. enough lame shit. fidel has started the ball rolling for explicit blog entries. some ass said i should follow suit. hmm but my life is not even half as exciting as fid's! hee. sometimes I think I should turn lesbian for a while to sample the life on the other side of the fence.

it's bewildering how i survived 2 hours, 3times a week listening to a discussion that more often than not do not make sense to me. dominating group members, strict tutor.. people say you should always count your blessings. I guess the only thing i can count as a blessing is that work is always done and time usually pass faster than i would imagine.

many september birthdays to celebrate.

i feel broke already.

*daphne drools at fact that mooncake is arriving tmr*

PS: if theres going to be a theme party... what is a good theme???

what DAPHNE means....

Welcome to the City of Daphne, one of the fastest growing areas in the nation. Daphne is located in Baldwin County, Alabama on the eastern shoreline of Mobile Bay just off I-10: 11 miles east of Mobile, 45 miles west of Pensacola, Florida and 150 miles southwest of Montgomery, the State Capital.

www.daphneal.com

There is a city named after me! just like my sister. There's a city of Charlotte in USA too! yippee. so we can be the city of sisters. lol

Daphne represents two boutiques which were created for fashionable, larger sized women. Assembled here are a beatiful assortment of clothing.

www.daphne1.com

Why do i feel as though i can identify with them. Maybe daphne sounds like a woman with a cow-sized waist and a papaya-sized boobs. I am neither of that right now but who knows what the future holds for my figure. *sob*

Greek fast food. Includes menus, locations, nutritional information, information about the restaurant and about Daphne, a quarterly newsletter, ...

www.daphnesgreekcafe.com

Yum. This one sounds good. I want to eat greek food. I have this image of me in an apron running ar0und the kitchen shouting at the top of my voice. Oh good lord.

Dear Daphne: Have a problem? Need a friend who is impartial? Ask Daphne!

askdaphne.tripod.com

My personal favourite ;D

EUROPA - Justice and Home Affairs -The Daphne Programme (2000-2003) The european Commission -JAI - DAPHNE initiative.

europa.eu.int/comm/justice_home/project/daphne/en

See how popular I am become? the Daphne programme. coming soon to all households around the world. just be prepared.

WEEKEND!

here and gone again in the blink of an eye. Saturday was spent doing low brain energy activities. I cooked dinner! Watercress and pork soup, with a ham omelette. ;D apparently it was good. yeay! ;D

Sunday... there was med soccer and my dear boys managed to win a match! against the 4th years on penalty shoot outs. it was so exciting. but the rest of the afternoon was bad coz i had a headache and was puking. ewww.

went for a birthday dinner thing but i didnt eat. puked again.

came home and slept..... i feel much better today thank you everyone.

a field, a ball and many players

Yesterday's weather was so good. Sunny and cool. When perspiration wouldn't irritate you the way it does in Singapore. Joanne and I were the only girls around but we both scored a goal each! Probably beginner's luck or something. I do not think I am any good at soccer.

It was a good run I suppose. Chasing and trying to tackle balls, but most of the times it was just a futile attempt. I am so glad that the guys did not think we were nuisance. Instead they even cheered us on and tried to correct our silly feminine moves.

Yeap.. and now my body is aching. Now I know why guys can eat SO much and not grow fat. It must be the soccer.

I shall play more soccer. ;D

I have to agree with fidel. Hong is sending out the blog blues. The world wide web is affected! AH! *shivers*

The weather's getting nicer. Cool but sunny. I hope rainy days are over for good. I hate rainy days here, especially since I have to walk to uni everyday and rainy days are such a good excuse to skip 8am lectures.

This cranky lecturer is lecturing us today and he locked the LT door at 8am sharp. Before you think I was late, lects always start at 10 past the hour here! and I was there at 8.05. Nonetheless, I dare not risk knocking on the door and gettting shouted by the professor. Hence I am hibernating in the comp lab till 9am comes.

Have to do assignment on Down's Syndrome. There were a couple of others like Fragile X syndrome and what nots available too. But being the lazy and cant-be-too-bothered innate Singaporean nature of my body, mind and soul -- I chose the easy and familar route. Tsk! I should give myself a knock on the head.

and I have my history tutorial journal due soon too. which i have yet to start on.

sounds like work is sent my way in truckloads. Come on fidel, please develop a vaccine for stress relief!

PS: I am pisces too! Pisces and Pisces go very well together you know. LOL

pitter patter rain drop.. pitter patter rain drop.

it's been raining alot lately. The rain droplets are tiny and scattered. Just a light shower most of the time. I miss the big thunderstorms and lightning strikes we get in Singapore. and it was such occasions that take us far away from the torture of heat and humidity. When you can huddle under your sheets and feel nice and snuggly for a good afternoon nap. Whilst at the same time.. you would be able to hear the roaring thunder making its debut right outside your window, and the lightning accompanying it in its rock band performance..as perfect lighting.

I miss rainy days at my granny's place the most. When I could spend the afternoon with sleepy eyes, half nodding off to dreamland..and simultaneously catching glimsp of those cheesy boring channel 8 shows on tv... and the best part of this...would probably be smelling the gastronomical delights coming from the kitchen as my granny prepares dinner. When my granny would pull me back into the world by the gentle nudging of her hands, hands that have prepared countless meals for me.

I miss rainy days.

Picture from the NDP thing we had weeks ago. This little boy in front, although only 18 years in age.. can qualify to be our association's mascot. Besides I like the weird way the girls looked as though we were trying to eat him up. LOL.

COME ON GIRLS! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
JOIN SINGAPORE ASSOCIATION
WHERE FUN NEVER ENDS

I was gone for less than a week and you guys are already missing me! haa. Anyway this is going to be short coz I'm at the hospital and class is starting in 15mins.

hong: yeay!! I am so happy you are coming down to see me! Please update me as you know more about it.

Yeah, we went to eat at this CMI malaysian place last night. Imagine the pain of paying AUD11.80 for mutated chicken rice. Heh, well it wasnt THAT bad but still.. maybe we expect too much. hmm.

Med Revue...

Was a really good night out. A light hearted skit. Alot of sacarstic and cynical remarks about medical school and its curriculum, the way lessons are run.. and the way tutors behave. Something that only another fellow medical student studying in Adelaide would understand. It was close to our hearts and it portrays the everyday little things that we snigger and joke about.

Somehow in the midst of all the roaring laughter and hysterical giggles, I felt that I belonged somewhere and shared a common identity with the other people seated in the theatre. It made me feel very glad to be a medical student. And even though I may not love everything that we do, things always seem abit more optimistic and bearable when many others are suffering with you.

Haha, and I think my sense of humour is getting morbid.

I think group dynamics is so important. It really screws up your mind when people in your tutorial group is demanding, selfish and overly outspoken. I just do not have any motivation to speak up anymore. The cant-be-bothered attitude has been adopted!

Yeap.. things seem a hell lot better now. and I hope that it will stay that way. There's just things beyond my control that I am still affected by, but I would not be able to render any help to make the situation better. Just let time heal all wounds I suppose.

Listening to sad songs calms me down.

Things that I only realised about Tiffany after spending time with her in Adelaide.

1. Her 3 most fav phrases are
- 'mothers'
-' shuddap'
- ' i feel so cheated'

2. She has a serious fetish for boys younger and shorter and quieter than her.

3. She loves buying pointless things. eg: a key that opens no lock. 6 400ml mineral water bottle packs just because she tot they were mini and cute.

4. She talks to every and anyone. seriously.

5. She loves mispelling vulgarities.

I better stop before she goes 'mothers' in my face. LOL

Thanks guys, for all the concern and advice the past few days. Things are heaps better and if you are kah poh enough to want to know the result, ask me in person.

This is going to be a short post because the keyboard i am using now is so useless. the space bar is extremely stiff and i have to whack it hard for the cursor to move one step to the right.

Coziknowyouwontappreciatemenotputtingspacesintomyblogentries.

Just got back from lunch with Tiffy and Victor. Hilarious as usual. I suspect that there is something in the ham/egg/cheese that is in the sandwiches that make us so happy and high. LOL.

and before I forget,

Happy national day! I miss Singapore...

I sometimes ask myself why I keep a blog when it's such a public avenue to air your most private thoughts about issues. But I seriously do not give a hoot to that anymore. Been suppressing myself too much and I guess I better write before I burst into bits.

BEWARE - the following lines are extremely incoherent and nonsensical.

Why is it that I can always help people out with their own problems and be a professional aunt agony to them.. but I am unable to help myself solve the simplest of problems when it comes to relationships. be it between me and friends, or me and a guy or whoever, it always seems as though I can never make the right decisions for myself.

People always think that I am nice and hence make the conclusion that I do not have the innate power to hurt someone, betray someone and to lie to someone. For your information, I have done all three of the above. But does that make me go down in the scale of niceness? Nice people make mistakes. Nice people hurt others. But when that happens, who do I seek forgiveness from? How do I go back up the scale? Or does one incident makes you a condemned person?

It's just absolutely bewildering how I manage to get myself into hot soup. and this time around it is so hot that I am getting burnt.. so much so as to be seemingly unable to get out of the soup before i perish into the deep ends of this world.

I seem to know what I want, but at the same time I have no idea whether or not, watever that i want to do is right or wrong. I seem to have lost control over my mind and thoughts and actions and speech. I lost the power to decipher, lost the fight in the battle between me and choices.

I care too much about what people think about me. Even though twenty thousand of my good friends (which unfortunately I do not have twenty thousand) tell me that it is okie and if people know my situation they will understand.. it just doesnt seem to work anymore. Public opinion about yourself is just as important as what your best friend thinks about you. Public opinion is a means whereby people can use to form an impression of you.

I have no frigging idea wtf im blabbering about.

I just want to rest.

of red, white and good food...

Theres too much to blog about the past few days. Spent friday night plucking laksa leaves and singing National Day songs. Debbie, a 1st year med student, was my partner-in-crime. The others reckon that we are long lost sisters just because she is just as loud as I am. But! it was fun to us, and we were just disregarding what the others in the room were thinking about. They were so mean, and ran to the balcony, shut the sliding windows in order to shunt out our enthusiatic and booming voices. Out of tune obviously.

Tiffany is having a wonderful time in Adelaide, collecting mobile numbers of anyone she meets. Oh, and her pocket lover fantasy. Tsktsk. If you have little boys below 18 who are sweet and cute, please keep them locked up at home because tiffany is on the loose, prying for young innocent meat.

and Fidel needs to learn how to speak properly.

Daph: oh im cooking scallops for lunch
fid: that's erotic

haha, he meant to say exotic but you know.. words always come out wrongly from his mouth. lol.

The weekend is almost over..and my work is untouched. sigh.

Alright mates. enuff' said about sex.

I have yet to finish my preparation for class later, but I am still blogging! what an addict I am.

Yesterday was spent at the Women's and Children's Hospital. The afternoon lecture was so boring that we decided to skip the last bit on it and went off for banana spilts. Tiffy joined us coz it was near her hostel. After that, Victor and Tiffany came over to my place and conquered my bed together! See! so Scandalous. Haha, their excuse was that my bed looked too inviting and comfortable. Rubbish...

We used esio trot (I wanna change his name to Stuart!) as an instrument for the Monkey game. Too bad I did not have monkey toys, so had to make do with esio. So Esio was thrown in the air numerous times and he nearly ended up in soot near my fireplace. and I have basically concluded that I am shit dumb at throwing things because when I get overly excited I end up throwing the thing AT the person. Oh well if I cannot throw frisbee properly I don't see why I can throw esio well. -sulks-

After all that crazy nonsense I went to the supermarket and I baked cookies!!! Can you imagine? Another thing to add to the website to promote myself. I can bake! ;D haha people thought my cookies were good. Good lordy.

Got to go, so....

Have safe sex!!! :D

*daph skips off to her next class*

Fidel, I hate to go into medical details but the mechanism for losing blood is not that simple! You only lose consciousness after losing like a hell lot of blood. You get low BP first and go into hypovolemic shock. And nowhere in my books can I find a link between losing money and losing blood so don't bluff me. Haha.

Ok enuff medical crap.

I guess sexual maturity comes with aging. Let's just picture this. When you were 13, a fresh student in secondary school. Imagine when your classmate told you that he liked this girl and he kissed her. You would probably be having a stare-until-your-eyes-go-pop facial expression for at least 10 seconds, followed by a loud oh-my-goodness-how-did-that-happen vocal response that should shutter the nearby glass windows. Or maybe you would go good-on-you. But let's just say you are more ermm typical yeah.

But imagine if the same friend of yours came around to town this afternoon for a timeout with you at a cafe. Both of you, slipping a yummy hot mocha, while multitasking your conversation and trying to catch a glimsp of that hot babe at the next table. He told you that he liked this girl. And you go uh-huh in his face, but your mind is still on that hot babe at the next table. and He goes, " oh we kissed." and you go uh-huh, but your mind is still on that hot babe at the next table.

With time, sexual maturity will inevidently occur to all of us. Can you imagine a bunch of 30 year olds dishing out the eeewws, yucks and ohmygods when they hear that their married friend is engaging in a babymaking experience? But you are right fidel, whilst its supposedly a natural process, we have to consciously use our precentral gyrus motor cortex in our brain to consciously and voluntarily stop the act when needed to do so. However, humans do have this i-could-not-control-myself involuntary response when faced with a situation that you have experienced beforehand. In other words, the more you respond to a particular stimulus in a particular way, you are more prone to doing so again in the future. ie: sex leads to more sex.

oh shit i see alot of medical crap in the above paragraph. i seek your forgiveness for the jargon.

Alright guys, for those who have not seen the infamous turtle that I own, here's a cute pic of it!Please disregard the head-to-shell proportion of it. Use your imagination.

Haha...









Me and Tiffany in my room. We were being so silly, taking silly pictures and drawing and doodling. Haha, comic relief.

Yawn. it's been so tiring. I need to sleep real early tonight. Oh! I bought a rice cooker, after much procrastination. Lol. It costs me 25 bucks. Haha i am so happy. Cheap thrill daphne.

Had a varied version of the chicken and mushroom soup tonight. I put in cai xin and penne! Coz i dun have macaroni. So there you go, Chicken and cheena mushroom penne soup. Lol

I didn't really feel very happy about my results, especially after hearing how some of my frens did not do so well. You know that sort of thing? That you will only feel really happy if like everyone did well and celebrate together sort of idea.

Btw, just out of curiosity, how close/touchy should a guy [who is just a platonic friend] get? I am just wondering if the limits change as one gets older.

Thanks guys.. and have fun wherever you are.

The smell of chinese mushroom and chicken soup, filled with all the other goodies like dried scallops and dates make me so happy! I'm waiting for the soup to be perfect. Haha.

Anyway I got back all my papers! and I passed all of them!! YIPEE!!

Another stint at victor's place. The reason we gather: gay men. LOL

Ok back to check my soup! yeay!!

Finally got down to some studying today. After 2 happening days out, I guessed it felt good to just rest at home and kiao-ka. Anyway, I really enjoy reading about pyschology and all the mood disorder stuff. So interesting! I dunno, all the theories are quite weird. But some of them makes more sense than others.

Housemates are going off to Gold Coast for a holiday trip, and they are even bringing the doggies along. Poor daphy is going to be all alone in the house. *Scary thoughts flood her tiny brain* Should be ok, since i can probably sleepover at tiffy's place once in a while. Haha, so scandalous. 2 girls alone in the room. lol

Yet another week ahead. I'm so glad that there is no session in the anatomy lab this week. How cool is that. But I will probably get my finalised grades this week. Not good.