not everyday your bestfriend turns seventeen. fana has *finally* joined the sexy seventeen club yesterday. so we went to a restaurant in bangsar to celebrate. the place was awesome, so was the people who came. but the shisha kinda sucked. it was like sandpaper against my throat. okay, i'm being overdramatic. tapi i terer boleh keluarkan asap dari hidung. sikit ;)
**birthday girl**
okay, next on the list is my birthday. i nak buat birthday party dekat mcd. tak main la party dekat club. lol.
I've delayed this post for too long now. hehe. now i have a purpose to blog again :)
these are the pictures i managed to take during my visit to Carey Island a few months back. i don't remember when that was though, but i do remember that it was an awesome trip! well, not exactly a trip, my mum went for some course thingamajig there. so, my father brought us along to pick her up after she finished.
while we were there, my mum suggested that we visit a few interesting places there. one of them is the Hatter's Castle. "how come there's a castle in the middle of the palm oil plantation?!" i thought. but it turns out to be that the castle belongs to the founder of the island. i don't know how true is that because wiki clearly stated that some guy named Valentine Carey found the island. who cares.
anyways, the castle didn't look like the typical stereotype castle. it was more like an old-fashioned bungalow house with a huge ass yard and a creepy atmosphere. but its was so beautiful i almost cried :') now, let the pictures do the talking, shall we?
huge ass garden view taken from the upstairs balcony.
spot the owl.
creepy tree and the garage.
cute eh? :D
creepy tree no. 2. there's three of them all together.
wardrobe, a walk in type. one of them even have a secret passage to allow the owner to escape in case there's an emergency. useful during the Japanese occupation.
the driveway taken from the living room.
before we ended the castle tour, we asked the caretaker whether there have been any 'funny' things happened before at the castle. at first he refused to tell us but the he gave up. he said, there's this one time when he was doing his routine rounding to check whether all the switches have been switched off. he walked into the living room absent-mindedly and said "assalamualaikum" out of habit, and suddenly, somebody answered "waalaikumussalam" out of nowhere.
when we asked what kind of ghost he normally encounters, he said a ghost dressed in colonial era outfit have been seen around the castle, with a rifle in his hand.
how can a Caucasian ghost greets "waalaikumussalam"?
i saja nak upload gambar kat sini eventhough dah upload kat facebook :D
this is, as u all have guessed, my baju raya for this year. i was suppose to buy one in blue *winkwink*, but it was hard to find one that can fit perfectly on me. as my body is "unproportional" in a way. lol. so i just bought this one because the kakak indon said the bright colour compliments my fair skin. awww. that kakak indon also gave a a crash course on how to wear the kain pario that came along with this outfit. fuh, it wasn't easy i must say. imagine the risk of having to face with public humiliation when the kain pario can fall at any time. okay why am i crapping and telling u all this? jeez.
and so i got bored with blogging. wanna know why? because now i play farmville at facebook! wanna be my neighbor? hahaha.
i can't believe i'm turning eighteen 3 months from now! ohmygosh! i'm getting old :(
when i was younger, i used to say, "ohhh, lambat nye nak besar. tak sabar nak habis skola and pergi club and drive and boleh pergi mengundi... -.-" ni especially masa form 2 la. but now when i'm getting close to be able to do all that, i realise that i don't want to grow up just to be able to do all that. i am willing to give up all of that so-called freedom just so that i can stay this way, young and innocent, as long as i can.
but i do wanna grow tall no matter what :)
now at this age i always say things like, "grrr, gila lambat nak besar. tak sabar nak kawin" or "bila la nak besar and jadi kaya gila and tinggal kat UK." but i know that when the time comes, i will not want the same things as i want now. i just want to stay the way i am now and not grow and pray for the time to stop.
can you imagine yourself being old? i know i cant. i hope even when i'm older, my mind will stay the same, only wiser. i wanna be as fun, (hahaha, me? fun? i know) open-minded and cool as i am now. cehh, in other words, i dont wanna turn out like my mum. KIDDING! although my mum makes the funniest old-people-lame-jokes. i once told her this, "mother, now i know where i got my lame genes from -.-"
haha, i call her 'mother' when i'm annoyed with her. just like when she calls me 'farah' when she's angry at me. my grandaunt calls me 'farah deeba' when she doesnt get any response from me after calling me by my real name. my uncles on the other hand, call me 'farah debab' because they think its funny. how sad.
**birthday girl**
