just imagine the relationship between that 55-year-old man and his mistress [see post below]...at least he was devoted. but really, what happened? did she just say one day, "i don't want to breast-feed the babies. you do it"? they weren't married either. they must have had one interesting relationship.

you know, if our culture weren't so against it, splitting the breast-feeding job would be a wonderful thing--more equality for the parents (or at least as equal as possible after the mother has to go through the actual labor), and the father would probably become closer to the child too. is there a better way to bond with your parent at an early stage than feeding from him/her? i think not.

although the couple that made that webpage is still a little odd. gotta give the husband props for being so...ah...open-minded though. and check out the painting of the lactating man!

i knew men could lactate!

"Male Lactation" by Professor Patty Stuart Macadam of the Department of Anthropology at the University of Toronto from Compleat Mother, Fall, 1996, Volume 43:
[Male lactation] is possible, and has been observed in animals and humans. In 1992, 18 Dayak fruit bats were captured from a rainforest in the Krau Game Reserve, Pahang, Malaysia. Of the 10 mature males captured, each had functional mammary glands from which small amounts of milk were expressed. A breast is a breast. Male lactation is physiologically possible and, according to Dr. Robert Greenblatt, production in males can be stimulated by letting a baby suckle for several weeks, and that some human males at birth and at puberty, secrete milk.
Historically, male lactation was noted by the German explorer Alexander Freiherr von Humboldt prior to 1859, who wrote of a 32-year-old man who breastfed his child for five months. It was also observed in a 55-year-old Baltimore man who had been the wetnurse of the children of his mistress.

haha...how's that for a fact of the day, jacq? ;-)

that picture reminded me of all the big dinners with relatives at chinese restaurants. if there weren't enough people, you had to sit with the adults and eat furtively, just waiting for the inevitable conversation dagger to point to you. then you get to be compared to some other cousin's friend's brother's daughter...

or hear criticism:
-"wow, you got fat! ...but uh...it looks good."
-"your neckline is too low. put some clothes on next time."
-"a lot of stress at school, right? i can tell by the pimples on your face."
-"are you sure you want to be a doctor? we already have one in the family--be a lawyer!"

or be reminded of childhood follies that will never be forgotten:
-"oh, remember that time you cried because you were losing at cards so grandma paid you off?"
-"or how about when we got you to play that 'game' and you ended up washing the car for us? HAHA!"
-"and when you *censored for my own dignity*? HAHAHA!"

ah, reminiscing.

i showed up to chinese for my group oral presentation half an hour late. this exemplifies how i've been doing the entire quarter--always a huge-ass chunk of time behind where i should be. sleep is evil. i should have just stayed up all night until class, but i'm too weak! gettin' all old--need at least my three hours of sleep each night.

i feel like sticking in a picture, so here's one of the "kids' table" (you know, where they stick all the young'uns so they don't poke their eyes out with chopsticks after three hours of listening to the adults) at our chinese new year dinner:


from left: cousin tom, me, brandon-boy, cousin david, manda-panda, cousin jimmy, and cousin tim

hey, if you're around 30 years old and female or know someone like that, i can hook you up. tom's a resident at UCSF, david's ambitious and can subtly kiss ass like no other, and jimmy's fun. (tim's already taken--he'd better hurry up and get married! i want to go to another wedding.) oh, the first two are over 6 feet tall and this is not the best picture of them either. hahaha...yes, i'm pimpin' out my cousins. they're cool. i love my cousins. maybe i love you. maybe you can be my cousin!

yeah, okay, i'm running on too little sleep here. going to write about flies and p-values and confidence intervals now.

whoa now, i've got a guestbook. sign please. g'night. =)

okay...one last post on blogspot--my new blogs will not be uploaded onto the blogspot site anymore, so please visit me at http://www.stanford.edu/~hachacha/blog.html from now on. thank you. =)

well...here it is. um...it's very green. yes. duh. =) hope you like--i will for a while. maybe i'll put up a picture someday if i have an okay-looking one. i go study.

oh, and a new layout is coming. promise. it's not going to be anywhere nearly as cool as some other people's, but it'll be more christina-y. like michelle's is more michelle-y. =) so far, my new layout looks really...girly. *sigh* can't win 'em all. y'know, i just realized this old template looks like my comforter since it's reversible and one side is blue and the other green...in almost the exact same shades as this blog! how funny.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YEUNG! i don't even know if you read this, but oh well. hope you like the e-card i sent...hahaha.

hey, today we learned about stress in bio. rather interesting...there was this study done on lab rats in which one rat was electrically shocked very often, in effect stressing the rat out. however, it was shown that if the rat has some outlets, the stress response was next to none (measured by glucocorticoid levels). one such outlet was giving the rat a wooden bar to gnaw on after being shocked, and another was sticking the rat in with a second rat so that after each shock, the first rat would just bite the crap out of the second--and voila, no stress response! one of the other methods was giving the rat a "friend" in the same cage. now this confused me a bit because how did they know this rat was a friend of the first one? and why didn't the first rat just bite the crap out of the "friend" to relieve stress too?

anyway, i want to see justin lin's better luck tomorrow.

geez this took a long freaking time! yes, my blog is now on my stanford page at http://www.stanford.edu/~hachacha/blog.html. for what reasons, i do not quite know. but hi. =)

just a little lost.

i'm tired of gravity--too real and too earthy. the sky and the sea hold so much more appeal.

* * *
sooner or later with a view from the ground
chasing the race and the races run you down
sooner or later with a view from the ground
and a tear in your eye
you say, 'baby, why can’t we fly?'

i just want to take this moment to whine about bio44. this four-unit pass/no pass lab class should be like 15 units, and i do not have time to rewrite a whole freaking lab this week! plus my stupid seeds didn't germinate...*grrr* i want to play with the sea urchins again =(

ack! jo, i do not walk around my room naked! you need to read more carefully. i still have underwear on ;-)

also, jo says that in order to find my (former) asexuality, you need to "embrace isolation." not true. what you need to do is embrace yourself (not necessarily in a dirty way ;-) and be happy with no "significant other." that term suddenly disturbs me. anyhow, one tried and true method is to just make yourself so busy, you don't have time to think about males. whee! now if only i could return to my old asexuality...that was comfortable and oh-so-convenient. ah well.

woohoo! buttercup rocks.

in my defense, it's not really as scandalous as michelle makes it sound! okay, technically i said it myself, but still. i say it's only logical. you'd do it too! if you don't know what i'm talking about, then good. you don't need to know. =)

oh, guess what. i haven't been to bio or chem this week at all so far. -_- *sigh* this is getting bad. i need to study so much.

on a happy note, i won a free stanford t-shirt at midnight breakfast last night! whee!

so high up, all i want to watch is the sky.

can't see where i am...who is below me or is it clear?

and CONGRATULATIONS, AMANDA! i told you not to worry!

my sister got her first college acceptance letter today. she rocks. =) i miss her too. actually, i could have seen her today if she weren't such a lazy pig who can't wake up before noon on a weekend to save her life =P but i still love her. ;-)

i'm in an inexplicably good mood. payback was pretty fun last night--good dinner, had fun dancing, didn't have to clean up, and my date was nice =) thanks for going with me, evan! i was beat afterward though...mid-AIM conversation with michelle, i just crawled under my lofted bed and fell asleep on the floor--in my dress, with my contacts on. that's how bad it was.

do you ever have this constant, anxious feeling? this is odd. it's as if this essence from the middle of my body has risen up to my chest and can't be dispersed. it makes me miss being laidback and relaxed.

i spent almost all of today with girls--i had fun. =) had dim sum for lunch with my mum (i love my mom) and then went out with my sisters. it's days like these when i cannot regret pledging and joining kdphi. i ran into megan today too...so of course that made me go visit andrea and diana (even though only diana was in). i miss roble room 100 with my hot roommates and our craziness...nothing will ever be like those days again. i went to visit sherman too, but he was kicking me out so he could do cs--so i made him pay instead. hey, he owed me $20 ;-)

you know, maybe i'm not in such a good mood...it's more like a nostalgic one. and i'm confused right now and don't even know what i'm confused about or why. odd.