Greener pastures

It all started as a reminder and a good intention of clarifying thoughts.
Then it all came crashing down.

Ironic of it all, it took just one conversation to complicate matters, emphasising once again our differing wavelengths, and how different we are.
Doubt he'll ever be able to stand into my shoes, to look into the perspective that i'm looking, or probably as Da would call it - my cynic's point of view.
where it's as good as asking a blind to enjoy the world of colors, or rather telling the blind to enjoy the plasma tv aquired.

Ignorant? Insensitive, or just plain selfish?

I do not TRUST easily, as i've grown to become too cold and nonchalent to the world's deceptions and fancies. Believing that there is never one good intention that does not follow without any hidden agenda.

Think about it.

Am i really wrong to say all that? To be viewing everything through my cynical's perspective? Afterall, its what the world shaped me into today, for life has gotten me this far, with emotions and grief inflicted making a better teacher.

At the end of the day, crashing and burning isn't all too bad, if there's someone there at the end of the day

But i might not always be there to see it coming.

I dont give a damn, if is the grass may look greener on the other side,
But when the grass is no longer around, that's when i'll have no choice but to move on.

Sadly, that's life too.

Exploring alternatives

Spending my saturday in school, turned out to pleasantly enjoyable. For one, i realised that almost everyone else is stuck in school with saturday lessons, while i, am stuck in school discussing projects, punctuated with frequent gossips!

What's more, I received a surprise pressie from zoe, and it turned out to be a cute stripey boxer! It's cute, Thank you girlie!!

The both of us decided to venture into Chinatown to as i'll call it, "explore alternatives", as we are both extremely sick of shopping in the usual places.
Unknowingly, today happened to be the launch of Chinese new year festive decoration and fireworks et cetera.

I was admiring the huge artificial tree that was planted along the side of the road, but i would say that the pink blossoms were a shade too unnatural for my liking.

My gawd! It was freaking crowded, and at some point during the squeeze, this sweaty uncle brushed his sweaty hands on mine!!!!

Double Eeeeeeuuuw and yucks!!! Freaking disgusting and gross, and i'm sure most of you would have experienced the sweaty arm brushing some point in time. The ordeal left me spending cursing, swearing for the next hour of my life, as I took comfort in the fact that i wiped my arm off the sleeves of other passerbys who bumped into me.

Zoe couldnt stop laughing at the entire incident...and i shouldnt go into details, to save myself from disapproving comments that i might face. ( No, not the swearing bits)

Due to a slight change in the retail settings, shopping turned out to be pretty good, though i wouldnt say that the merchandise prices is any cheaper there.

Mid shopping, I had a view of the fireworks and it's oh-so-pretty, as usual. Love the ones that with the gold confetti sprinkle in the sky effect. Slight deafening experience for my ears though.

I wouldnt mind exploring more of Chinatown sometime again, when it is less crowded, say after the Chinese New Year?

contradictory changes

I've survived a hectic school week,being more than glad to take a break from the entire ordeal. School term has barely began, and i am already drained not physically, but emotionally. It is probably wiser to leave out details, rather than a blatant broad cast on the events that happened.


As I always believe that things happens for a reason, and that humans rarely learn anything in joyous occasions, for it is only through trials and hardships suffered that moulds them into a "better" person.

I pondered on the aftermath of the week, where my actions and reactions, together with words exchanged, concluded that this is probably my time to hone up my interpersonal relationship skills. Admittedly, i have never been good with handling people, as it is far too tiresome to bother with pleasantries.

I have never been concerned about clinching the title of Miss popularity, or bother about being well liked, as i solely believe that nicecities are somewhat found in the nature of a person, and personally i've met really nice friends whom i love to bits and all. But for me, i doubt "nice" would be a word to describe me. It would almost be as good as saying, Daphne is as nice as a tiger can be.

It is probably unfortunate to admit that most friends, and even my mom, would tell me in various occasions that i exude intimidating presence that seriously scares almost everyone that has met me, an ostentatious facade i would say, with the remaining that claimed the urge to slap my face is unbearable, but it would be dumb, to be smiling at everything like a damn lunatic can you? It simply cannot be done.

To exchange pleasantries, is like a total waste of time, why do we have to do make do with dumb, random short conversations with random strangers - i have absolutely no idea.

I very much like indulging myself with my erratic tantrums, eccentric fancies, and plain day dreaming. However, being a contradictory realist i know this are perks that i have to deprive myself of, in my "attempt" to improve human relations.

Just writing all that made me realise how much i have pushed myself to conform to society's standards of social acceptance, despite my own set contradictory standards.
Seeking a balance between the two would definitely be a challenge.

Gone were the days of designer's whims and fancies, creative mood swings and plain individualist concept. It is funny that i was considered the more "normal" beings in the entire design school, while in business school, i feel alienated, highly disturbed in the competitive environment where no one is your true friend.

It's that creepy to me.

oodles of stuff

I'm being very vain again... a picture of my hair after walking around with rollers for over 30 minutes and half a can of hairspray. Nothing fantastic, but just in the mood of cam whoring.
With my new street style inspired chain top from Seed. I like! *wink*


I snapped this the night before, with the intention of snapping a picture of us, with a lame inspiration of "when stripes meets stripes".. Alas! Our photo snapping moment was interrupted by an uncle who entered the lift... which explains for the distracted stripey poo.. But i think it's artsy in a cute manner.


This is a picture of the disgustingly lazy and dirty specie of the Lee household. Princess Tiger Lily the pudding/winter white hammie. (princess was soon eliminated from her name..sa she acts otherwise)

My gawd! Except for her lazy assed mannerism, substituting the running wheel as her royal hammock, she's nothing as her name suggests!
She's dirty, disgusting, badly groomed, waddles about with her short legs and is totally unpoised.... *sigh*

The picture shows her snacking on a bit of cabbage and sleeping after she's done with her snack.

Yet there's nothing i can do about it... Because she's mine...she's still cute despite her "shortcomings".
*yup absolutely thick of me to declare my little animal..but who cares? It's my blog.. *


We celebrated Boo's mommy's birthday today, and we had dinner over at Big ShangHai restaurant. It's located at the Copthorne water front...
The ambience is totally cool, with a songtress cooing to old school shanghai tang songs on stage, and furbished in olden shanghai tang theme. Classy! I like!

As they ordered the set meal fit for 10 pax, and there was only 8 adults, i ended up eating up extra portion of everything. Here goes the menu for the night (hope i didnt miss out anything) :

Cold platter X 1.5

Sharks fin soup X1.5 (soup base is good..)

Spinach with Abalone 1 ( i hate the spinach... yucks!)
Steam fish with fried stuff X1

Peking Duck X 1 piece

Lobster with a bed of vemicelli X 2 (yummy)

Chinese Ham with bao with crispy fu chok X 1 (Salty!)

xiao long bao X 2 long = 4 dumpling( on the verge of collaspsing)

Sushi birthday cake X 2 pieces (the "salmon sushi" and "prawn tempura")

Egg white souffle with banana and red bean paste X 2

Glutinous rice with filling X0 (will absolutley collasp, if i eat anymore)

memory isn't functioning too well recently..might have left out a dish or two, but
The highlight of the night, was the cake that Sheila ordered!

When the waitress first carried the platter of "sushi", Boo, Bernard and i nearly died.
We were so stuffed that just looking at the platter was already sending us in bouts of fits!

The sushi cake looks fantastic, though it was weird stuffing a "prawn" into your mouth, with your brain telling you logically that it is salty while the tongue screams sweet! They were pretty smart and creative in the cake decorating if you ask me, as i gawk and gaze in amazement of the likes of the decoration. With every sushi being a smaller cake of its own. That's alot of cake to eat, if you'd to ask me, 2kg of it!

The tempura prawn, is actually made of sponge cake coated with cream and desicated coconut, while the salmon roe sushi, was sponge cake, wrapped with seaweed, topped with clear orange agar agar, there's also raw salmon slices, tamago sushi and many more! Fantastic!


It's crazy, i tell you.
I went home stuffed and bloated with food. Now you know where all that weight gaining came from over the years!

Naughty Children At Play

Naughty Children At Play

Happy birthday Jan

I spent my entire friday night playing with Neopets.
I know it's lame, and it has been years since i last played it.
It kept me up the entire night, from playing games to score some neo$, to buying furniture for the neohome and adding stuff to my shop et cetra.
Gah. I have to admit that it is actually pretty fun.

We celebrated my little brother's 13th birthday yesterday, and i would say that celebrating your 13th birthday is some sort of a bench mark for both the brother and me.

My little brother is no longer a baby!
Having just started on secondary school, the dude is practically entering adolecence stage -where he might one day (pardon me for speaking like a mommy) become taller than me, drags a sweet, demure girlfriend home one fine day, which might be a nice change for Da and i - afterall, waking up to the sound of a bunch of guffawing blokes that very saturday afternoon isn't too enticing. It somewhat also reminded me that everyone is growing up, even "shierking boys"(as boys, they had really shrilly laughters, prompting me to call them that).
This transformation leaves them looking pimply and awkward. Yucks.

I escaped the afternoon mayhem, with a short afternoon tea with Zoe.
The last i saw of my dear friend, would be the night before school started - Tuesday, where we had bowls of desserts along liang seah street.
Meeting up at Royal Copenhagen was slightly less chaotic, as compared to home.
Chatting up on school matters is definitely less amusing, and extremely boring.
School.. *sighs*

After tea and cake, i headed over to the Goodwood hotel for dinner - to end the birthday celebration for the day.

ahhh... I miss the leisurely slacking and slow paced life of the holidays.... Boo!
Everything's moving too fast for my liking. *pouts*

Rainy day antics

Rainy Day Antics
Yikes, It's raining yet again.
Yes i'm skivving at home, instead of glitziing around having a whale of a time, because i dread stepping out of home, for the fear of being cold... Brr..

I do not know about you, but i dread wet and clammy toes, with the constant rain drops/pour that would either splotch on the outfit, or just simply leave me dripping wet, no matter how BIG your umbrella turns out to be, therefore i chose the loser's way of sitting around at home.

*pouts*


Not quite many saturdays ago...

Daphy wakes up to a gloomy rainy day, and trudges over to the kitchen, where momsy is...

"mommy, i think i'll really need to invest in some rain gear." declares Daphy

momsy goes "huh?"

Daphy : " you know, clothes and shoes that are waterproof, without you looking like a dork or psycho when you step out of the house, like rubber shoes, waterproof top and bottom, then i'll be a happy girl again!"

with that, Daphy stepped out of the kitchen and went back to her room, to stare at her dreary wardrobe. The wardrobe that has almost everything, but rain gear.

*Sigh*

with that,I went shopping, and i found the solution to my wet feet problem!
i bought myself a white rubber shoe, no not the phua chu kang/fish monger kind of rubber boots, but rather a rubber fashion shoe.( Come on, have alittle faith in me, i'm never a psychotic dresser!) It's a sharp pointed tip shoe for goodness sake!!

The shoe IS waterproof, which proofs to be excellent for all that rain hovering around, but i forgot about the clammy wet toes bit thought.

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So here i am, sitting alone in front of my computer, waiting for dinner to come home (visualise a mommy and daddy carrying my food in a bag, and until i unwrap it, i'll have no idea what kind of grub will be filling up my sad and cold tummy).

Meanwhile, to entertain myself, i smeared sour cream on my face, in a feeble attempt to lighten freckles/age spot on my cheek (nevermind about looking dumb).

From the entire listed ingredients on the home made remedy website, Sour cream is the only ingredient available in the fridge, so sour cream it shall be!

It's entertaining to note that cucumbers, lemon, currants, sour milk and other funky herbs that are listed, CANNOT be found in the fridge, but that is just the way the fridge in my household works. We do not eat healthy.

Hahahaha, besides Sour cream isn't THAT bad. Plastering it on my face, is actually making me feel hungry.

Note to self: it's 8.07 and dinner is not home yet!
Peeps out of window, there is a massive jam that is about the distance of next 3 bustops. That's about as far as my eye could see!
My on going love hate relationship with my address - it's holding up my dinner. (mom should consider walking, while daddy jams away..)

why i hate attending huge social gatherings.

The holidays is definitely ending, and i'd dare say that this is the slackest holiday ever!! Been eating, sleeping and stoning around, in short- digesting in bed. Hahaha. I know i haven't been attending much society activities organised by my friends, and here's some reasons why i didnt.

Nope, it's got nothing to do with any personal vendetta with the organiser (as much as certain gossipers would love and thrive in vedetta fodder), but rather, it has always been within my character, to not attend HUGE gatherings.
After all, Quantity is never Quality.

If you as a friend, truly want to catch up, by all means drop me an email or sms, and ask me out for a coffee or a meal, afterall, i am indeed a friend of quality in return. Not a social whore.

I do not attend social gatherings to be SEEN.
Afterall, if there is like 20 people meeting up together, what's the likelihood of all 20 people catching up and updating each other on what exactly is happening in their life, as compared to 3 good friends chatting over coffee ?

So it's a waste of my time.

Yeah, people would say it's a show of defiance, that i've got a huge attitude adjustment to deal with, but really, i'm comfortable enough with my current posse of quality friends, to bother about what the others would say.

On the contary to what most would say about me being anti-social, i'd rather say that i am being selective. Besides, big numbers are definitely only good for people with major insecurites, where the need to be seen in public with alot of people, somewhat like mafia gangs, where numbers makes up for courage - that's when they thrive.

The same for insecure beings, which would also account for the lack of a fashion opinion and courage in singapore, i digress.

Besides, i am never an actor/actress. Among that 20something turnout, nothing beats that biggest turn off, of having to listen to posers telling me how cool their life is, how many admirers she's currently chalking, how many stalkers buying her char siew baos and et cetera. It's disgusting!

Girl, if you are cool, people would acknowledge it, and tell you about your coolness factor. Not the other way round, where you sing your own praises and expect others to smile meekly and agree - they are afterall, being really polite about it.

I cannot bring myself to lie unnecessarily, lest i suffer the wrath of god for lying extravagantly... lie when you need to, not as a habit, so i do not smile and pretend to agree to you superficially just to be polite. If i ever do, i should be struck for that.

I'll be appalled, or probably be trying very hard to refrain from laughing. By doing that, it definitely would give me major internal injuries from not laughing or just plainly soaking up all that disgusting conversation.

Do humour me, by staying as far away from me as possible.
I'm like developing major allergies,for your lack of modesty.

Lastly, i have a low tolerance threshold for stupid and uncool people. One uncool moron, is enough to kill my mood.
There you go. quantity social gatherings only. Please limit yourselves to 10 pax max.
in fact with 10 pax, it's already against the human congregation law. yah, the jokes not funny, i know.....

toadstool farm

I made friends with this bored looking white seal in Jospeph's car. It's uber cute and soft!
I spent the whole day with seal, travelling and sleeping with it, while boo and i made our way over to Malaysia, Johor Barhu in Joseph's car.
I bet the seal is a coy that Joseph uses, to please potential dating partners! hahahha.
Boo reckons that since the seal and i get along well, the potential girlfriends that he's dating would fall for seal seal as well!! Gahh... what nonsense!


I came home the next day, and was greeted by a hairifying sight!! My hair stood like it was static coated

This !






a whole farm of toadstool populated overnight in poor loppy's cage!!
Just look at his sad eyes!
Imagine the traumatic experience of watching toadstools mushrooming overnight! definitely gross!

I swear the bunny's never going to look at his shit the same way again!
I would, if a whole farm of toadstools starts sprouting overnight!
Ahh, i will never know, unless i poop onto a newspaper and wait over night right?
Thank god for toilet flush!

I dropped by Daiso, IMM on friday, and i went crazy on the $2 stuff again.
Bought myself hair rollers, hamster hiding place/food dish, pretty notepads, tempura sauce, jelly and i cant remember anymore.
Oh fake eye lash glue, hair clips rubber bands, a ring that i intended to use, as a toe ring,and i think that's about all from IMM,

then moved on to Holland Village Pet lovers to get the animals, their version of happy meal, meaning bunny's pellet, pix!e's pellet, hay and spent a hefty $65 on them!
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So far, i've tried the rollers, and my hair curls really nicely in a gravity defying manner, and the jelly tasted decent, the tempura sauce is tasty, and the bunny isn't shedding anymore mushroom growing droppings. The clips work fine too, all except for that toe ring. It's too big! It looks weird after adjusting, and i guess it's a total waste of money. Bummer!
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I brought my gravity defying hair out for dinner with the folks and dad's biz friends, and we ate alot of food. From stewed mutton/lamb ( i dont quite know the difference), to fish head steamboat (yucks), an entire cripsy chicken - which is delicious!, a platter of funky tri flavoured homemade meatballs -minced meat with something, fish paste with something and sotong with something. Sliced beef, Dragon's beard spring roll - yummy, and spicy dried chilli frog's leg.
Sumptous meal!