The unpredictable.

Among my rolls of films, I can say that the first roll is my favourite. Why? Because it's when I screwed up the most. It's the first roll, meaning it's my first time handling my Yashica MG-1. Back then, I didn't really know that it's actually a rangefinder camera, and that what I thought was a normal viewfinder is actually a rangefinder. And not knowing what's a rangefinder, and how it actually works, focusing was a curiosity. That's the reason some pictures weren't focused correctly. And then, ah well, comes the cliche line. Who cares anyway?

That's Uzair, the person in the center.

How the picture turns out doesn't matter that much, because what matters most is what's in the picture. Seeing that one picture brings back a lot of memories. Why? Because that's Uzair. One of my best friends. We do lots of stuffs together. Infact, almost everything.

Back then in dorm, I had trouble waking up early. Usually it took several people to wake me up again and again before I finally got myself off the bed because I have a tendency to sleep back after waking up. But when it came to Uzair waking me up, I got off the bed without fail everytime because if it's him, that's super late.

Among the things that I remember best about this guy are his happy-go-lucky attitude and his spontaneous jokes. Being friends with him, all I can say about him is you'll never know what's he's gonna do that will make you laugh.

What he did in his exercise book.

You'll never know what's in his mind at times too. He sees like no other.

A picture is a safe for you to keep your memories locked.

In this day and age, having cool cameras doesn't really matters much to me. For me, what matters most is your passion for photography. Maybe some will argue that cameras matter just the same as having the passion too. Yeah well I can't deny that one because having a good camera plus the passion and skills, that would be terrific. But the common ground here is, without passion, you can't get yourself anywhere near to satisfaction.

A light pole. Shot in the town of Kuala Kangsar. I pity the guy riding the bicycle. He must have thought that I was taking his picture. He'll be frustrated if he sees this. Oh well, at least I'm satisfied with that pole.

I know that picture seems familiar for those who read one of the previous post. I have posted it once before in this blog along with other pictures in my 2nd roll. I have it here again because not much was told on those individual pictures I posted before. Every picture deserves another chance to be retold right? Those who watch Discovery Channel must have already seen the Canon ads featuring Ian Wright, the Globe Trekker guy. 

Among his lines,

 "In this day and age, it's all about reliving those memories."

True enough for me. Every picture has its own story. If you take a look at that picture, I may seem like a light pole enthusiast. But back then, nothing much was in my mind. I was just going to send my film for processing and scanning but the film I was on at that time still have a few empty shots. So basically, that's one of the pictures I took just to waste some last shots so I can take the film out already. 

There was actually another picture I took after that picture was taken. It was a picture of a moving car towards my direction. I took it while I was crossing the road. I would be dead if walked any slower. Maybe now you would start questioning why isn't that picture here? It didn't make it.

Things like this, we just have live with it right?

"Anything that can go wrong will go wrong."

-Murphy's law.

"It could be wrong, but It should've been right."

-says Muse in Resistance.

Light leaks for the masses.

Was browsing through blogs until I found one blog that really caught my eye. A photoblog. The guy have a pretty decent DSLR and lenses kit. Apart from having the skills and shooting stunning images, he enjoys editing his photos too! Woohoo! You hear that? Editing photos! (Claps claps claps.)

Erm, like yea? Editing photos? Well, that's cool. And nothing is wrong with that right?

Well, that's not the main point here. He posted a tutorial on adding a light leak effect onto photos. And that's cool. Seeing how light leaks are considered as an art, that really made me feel better because I happen to get photos with light leaks often, really often with my Yashica Mg-1.

Here is one I shot during Aidilfitri last year in my village somewhere in Penang.

My cousin playing around with launched firecrackers. He was running away when I was trying to take his picture. It's a good thing he found that brick. That brick stopped him.

Pretty much here, light leaks comes without notice when you're using an old film camera. It is totally accidental and unexpected.

Talking about unexpected, took my Undang test last Saturday. Just as I expected, I waited for hours again just for my turn to come. What was unexpected was that I met a friend there. It was Laily. She too was taking her test that day. Anyways, I'm grateful that I passed the test in one go.

Right now, I am confident that I can get things done quickly. But the problem is, my driving instructor has been very busy lately, and that is slowing me down. My butt really has to wait a little more to feel the driver's seat with license.

A time wasting anger management.

The picture below was taken by me using my Yashica MG-1 again, in the streets of Kuala Kangsar. To be exact, a road beside Kuala Kangsar's Post Office. This picture is dedicated to those who may concern, especially those who are yet to take their Undang Test. Well, that one backfired me.

As what is stated on the sign. Jalan terus, belok kiri atau kanan sahaja.

If you don't have what they call, Define, Analyse, Decide and Act rules in mind, you might probably won't have any hesitation to turn left immediately after you see the sign board. Probably what will happen next is what they call an 'accident'. You'll bump the post office's wall, you won't be fine and you'll be fined. And if you can't pay the fine, worst case scenario, you'll have to work there as a mailman. That is what I call a 'tragedy'.

But hey, in another perspective, it's good. Mails will be delivered faster if you, who bumped through the post office's wall are the mailman. Instead of walking to the mailbox to get their mail, recipients can enjoy getting mails delivered to them by hand in the comfort of their sofas with you bumping through their walls into their houses delivering mails. Now you see how much can you contribute in time saving, right?

So here's the story.

I was suppose to take the Undang Test today, but failed. Not as in I failed the test, things just doesn't seem to favour me today. Went there at a Rilek branch to take the test with my driving teacher along with another guy in my age. At 2.00 pm something, reached there and went into the building. My name was supposed to be already booked that day at that time but somehow, it seems that the worker who arranged it did it carelessly and my name wasn't there. The other guy too shared the same fate.

I wouldn't care much if they say that my name wasn't in the system earlier. But it's that I have waited there for hours just to have my IC checked and confirmed. While waiting, they did let me try one PC with the same test software for learning purpose. Pretty much I did the test and passed 50/50. Surely after getting that trial result, my hopes went high. But then, it was about half an hour later that my hopes died when they told me that my name's not there and that I have to rebook.

I felt that my heart really burned in silent anger. But then, in that Rilek building, with Rilek logo on the walls inside, Rilek, Rilek. Relax. Managed to cool myself down.

To get things straight, I booked a test this Saturday. Wish me all the best okay?

Oh yea, don't give me shits like, why does it takes me so long just to drive a car?
Give me a car now, and I'll awe you by driving it in no time.
For sure. After all, no time to drive ma.

A motivation for the lazy and the couch potatoes.

Everyone loves free time. But no matter how much you love your free time, too much of free time will eventually cause you to hate it. Being humans, we aren't really that easy to be satisfied.

Back then during school days, end year holiday is what we are all after for.
And when that holiday is about to end for school to take over, in our hearts, most of us wished that it could be longer.

Now, when school is over, well I'm fine with it. But some people aren't. Too much of time doing nothing, and they ended up bored. When they're bored, they began to bore others. And if they bored the others enough, the others might as well would be doing the same to the rest. And a chain reaction is started.

Imagine our world filled with bored boring people. Horrible.
People will be living their lives in unrest. Seeking out new enjoyments, some will begin to indulge drugs. You hate to hang out with boring people right? When people realise that the number of boring people increases, and this people is a pain to their eyes, homocide cases outbreak. People will be killing each other and eventually, killing themselves too because they are too bored of life.

Knowing the result is catastrophic, now you should now what to do.
If you're bored, get up, get out and do something.

What I did when I was bored:

Even a facebook chat can be turned into a game.

Wait a minute, do I bore you Uzair?

Falling is a part of getting to the top

A picture I took in the streets of Kuala Kangsar in 2010.

Because the street was calm, I chose this picture to be put along in this post just to calm things a little.

Life can start with a desired beginning, but doesn't always have to stay that way all the way till the end right?

It's new year, and everybody's talking about it. Seems like a lot feels excited for it, I don't give a damn about that. It's people's choice on what they want to do for new year and I have respect for that. But for me, new year, is only another year. It's just that it's new and that's all.

When it comes to new year, people began talking about resolutions. At least, that's great for a new year. I really respect those who makes new year resolutions, especially those whose past years' are kept. Making a resolution is like promising to yourself. Promises nowadays are really hard to be kept at times. In the past years, I may have made some resolutions. But the thing is, I'm pretty confident that a lot are left unkept and some even forgotten
(I know it because I don't seem to remember any and that proves it).

Feeling guilty for not keeping made resolutions?
Nope. Not even the slightest bit. Because now as time passes, I realise that don't really depend much on resolutions. Because I already have my own plans since the beginning, I have my own dream, and I have my own ego that moves me forward. Right now, what is most important is the one that I have become today is better than the one I was before. I don't really care if I screwed up at times because hey, I'll learn right? It's not like I'm screwing all my life to death.

Life is meaningless if you don't screw. So screw it! : )