Sunday, September 30, 2007

tiramisu!

more pics!
















tiramisu galore!




cooking fiesta!

made some stuff with Denise and Andy! go singapore!


Chef 1
Chef 2
Chef 3
The Victims
The result

Monday, September 24, 2007

momma's comincomincomin

it's 2220 and momma's gonna be here at 2230. fasterfasterfasterfaster. :]

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Go Jethro Go! dumdumdum.

Hills Hoist II '07 folks! the most fun i've had in ages (:. The first ulti tourney i've been to =D. let's recount the day. woke up at like 6.30 packed everything and left for Parra. Got picked up and went to castle hill. threw the disc around for a while, then the comp started. it basically was 5 matches, each consisting of 45mins of gameplay. I think i did alright for the first 3 matches, where i assisted like...3 points and scored 2-3, which makes me pretty happy:] i did quite a bit of cutting which i was proud of and learned some tactical stuff too. then came lunch break where we had sandwiches of which one of the pieces of lettuce had a slug on it. hm. noone ate that. but i could start feeling a cramp coming up. didn't think it'd be serious tho. that's where i was wrong and just when the semi-finals started, both my quads cramped up, basically making me useless for the semis. and the fact our team only had one sub made things preeetty bad. but our team was heckastrong and won. then we had the finals. by then i had drunk 3 bottles of gatorade to electrolyte myself. after which i become a sloshy panda. but it's alright. i was pretty put off by then 'cause both my legs were still aching from the cramps):. felt pretty useless. ohwells. we won in the end tho:]

How to cure a cramp:















The fruits of team Jethro's labour:
















Hills Hoist II '07 mascots (in my opinion) ((AREN'T THEY THE CUTEST THINGS??)) :















Saturday, September 1, 2007

a strange dream

this shall be copy and pasted from my text convos because i'm too lazy to type:


i dreamt i was like a secret agent
and i stayed in this apartment
and there was this old lady in this apartment
who kept on talking to me in like vietnamese
so i couldn't understand a word she's saying
then one day i was walking out of the building to meet my partner
who was a black guy
and the lady was following me and talking to me
then i met my partner
and the lady was still following me
and she was still talking to me, like, softly
then when we were exiting the building
my partner (who was black and apparently understood vietnamese) said
"i think you should run"
so then i started running
then the old lady exploded
apparently
the old lady, for the time i was staying in her apartment,
she was actually saying "one day i'm going to kill you"
then when i was walking out she was saying "you're going to die now"

then i woke up.

odd eh?