mission:feel

macintosh shades anyone?

let me tell you two very long stories that basically summarize me and nabillah's life.

okay the first one. we went to have some ice kachang at a nearby market and i ordered my usual; ice kachang kosong with nata de coco, no corn, extra milk. nabillah orders this; chocolate ice kachang kosong with nata de coco, no milk. by default mine should cost a dollar and hers a dollar fifty but when the auntie brought us our dessert, she says "$4.50" and by that i meant she actually said "foh-fit-tee". me and nabillah exchanged a look and i said "shouldnt it be $2.50?" and at that she looked at her husband/owner who was sitting a few tables away from us and shouted something in dialect. he raised his voice and said indignantly "NATA LEH" at which his wife also began sputtering "blah blah NATA LEH blah blah NATA LEH blah blah NATA LEH". i swear i wanted to laugh cos she said NATA LEH 3 times in a sentence that i barely understood. nevermind the fact that i have never paid extra for my order. with exception of the nata de coco, it's kosong for goodness sake! no corn somemore and doesnt corn cost more than milk (and well, if it doesnt, it should!) so if anything, i should pay less! same goes for nabillah's but the day was hot, there were 2 bowls of sweet, cold, heavenly concoctions in front of us and we werent feeling too miserly so we just paid the auntie the "foh-fit-tee". needless to say NATA LEH is the phrase of the month.


the 2nd story goes like this. we were at a bus stop waiting for the bus (duh) and we were talking when something flew around us and landed on my cardigan. i was going to brush it off (cos i thought it was just a fly or something) when nabillah gave 'the look'. okay let me explain 'the look'. 'the look' is something you never want me to see. it will make me scream and go totally and completely berserk and may or may not result in me rubbing myself on you. okay that sounded wrong so i'll try to be more comprehensive. y'all know that im a wuss right? basically if i know that something gross/disgusting/scary is on me, i'll lose all my ladylike inhibitions and become a maniac bent on removing said thing from my body any way possible (this is where the rubbing myself on people part comes in). so in conclusion, never ever look at anything around/on/near my face/body/self with alarm or anything remotely resembling panic. MOVING ON. after nabillah gave 'the look' i went "urggggggggggggggggh" and roughly flapped my cardigan and the thing that was on me bounced to nabillah and she shrugged it off and it landed on the ground. i was looking at it and trying to decipher what exactly it was when nabillah went "OWWWWWWWWW". she was holding her right hand and kept on moaning "it stung me" and i took a closer look at the thing on the ground.
it was a bee!
i went into panic mode. all i could think of was how in My Girl vada's best friend died because he was stung by bees. granted he had allergies and he was stung by more than one bee but you must understand, my panic mode knows no boundaries. she was stung on the back of her right hand and i managed to pluck out the stinger with a tissue. nabillah wont stop "owww-ing" and "ahhh-ing" and the area around the wound was like swelling and becoming very hard. i kept asking her "are you feeling drowsy" but aside from the pain from being stung she was alright but i insisted that we go to a doctor so we took a cab to her dad's company doctor. had to wait for almost an hour even though there was only one other person before us. bloody lunch hour. by the time we finally went into the doctor's office, the swelling had gone down and she was feeling pretty much alright. we explained our predicament to the doctor and all she said was "oh, dear" and began writing the prescription. we waited an hour and we were in the room for less than 3 minutes, i swear. bodoh! luckily it was free!

the swelling was so much worse right after she was stung, i promise!

so i brought nabillah to my new favourite foodjoint(yeay!). last week was Arnold's (she's never been to Arnold's before, can you imagine that!) this week was this little place in lucky plaza called Ayam Bakar Ojali. i swear, its gooooooooooooood. so good that i've been to the place 3 times in the past 2 weeks. it's like ayam penyet but 10x better.

this photo does not do the food any justice at all and i wish i had taken a better one but i only had my 50mm lens with me and to be honest my mind was on eating so i snapped this and resumed to stuffing my face. yum.

time to get a job!

leave the gun

take the cannoli

im craving for this soooooooooo bad you dont even know.


EDIT: more/pictures/of/the/little/pieces/of/heaven.
it's weird, i only get this ridiculous need for desserts during that time of the month =|

to make up for the sorry updates of late, here's 2 photo posts
(jurong bird park trip and my graduation!)


in other news, what did you guys get for your dads for father's day (besides defiance and rebellion)?

ignore the very misleading mango paper bag, we got him 2 soccer jersey-like shirts (one from nike and one from adidas). great singapore sale leh, no excuse not to get anything!

speaking of the great singapore sale, look what i found

what's a classic doing in the clearance sale section? hello, it's paul rudd in his glory! pfff. some people really are clueless.

greetings!



why, free entrance to the jurong bird park? sure!