tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22748056647889179612024-02-07T16:45:09.419+08:00Roll ItNaim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-24143553865407534632016-12-10T11:07:00.000+08:002016-12-10T11:07:16.219+08:00This blog is coming back to lifeIt has been a long time since I wrote anything for myself, about myself. Then it came to me that I had this blog. Started this blog way long time ago when I was still in high school. What was it that I wrote down in here back then? I remember I got to a point that I indulged in film photography (using 35mm film rolls rarely anybody uses these days), and this blog became a medium for me to showcase all those shots.<br />
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Then, 2012 happened. I got into college here in Purdue University. Shot a lot of photos on my faithful DSLR, as well as got to record and produce videos. This hobby of mine stepped up by a few levels.
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Next, 2013 came. Everything was good. Seen a lot of faces and really adding up the memories. By this time I realize I was not posting anything much on here, and it was like I did not care about it anymore, then it just happened. I stopped posting.<br />
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And now, here I am writing this post on December 10th. Only few less than a month now till 2017. A lot happened from 2014 to 2015, but lets just save the story for another day. I just want to say that I miss this hobby, and hopefully that starting today I could give this blog a new light again.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo shot through the window of my leased house here in West Lafayette. It was the first day of snow here on Dec 5th. <br />It poured and covered the streets white. However the next day it was gone like the wind. Everything melted away. <br />Just like some of our emotions don't they?</td></tr>
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Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-27533154351331194852013-09-02T14:25:00.001+08:002013-09-02T14:25:59.999+08:00I couldn't write.My life is getting messy. It seems I've been getting a lot of stress lately. I wonder what's causing this. I wonder if it is regret. I won't lie, I do have regrets.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-20704936433828417902013-07-27T16:06:00.001+08:002013-07-27T17:07:17.149+08:00Moving.It has been an exhausting day. I have spent more than 8 hours moving stuffs from my old apartment to the new apartment I just rented. Friends from other houses too are also moving to another house, so we rented one truck from U-Haul for the day for DIY moving. As bad as it seems for me as I had to carry and move my heavy stuffs along with other friends' while I fasting during the day, it got worse later in the night when the truck had to be returned. While returning the truck, I borrowed my friend's phone as my own phone died earlier in the evening to make a call. The thing is, the truck can be returned at anytime 24/7 just by dropping the key at the return place, which was only a small hole bored at the door for you to drop the key. Since we were returning the truck past 12, specifically 2 in the morning, we dropped the key when there was no one attending the area (only CCTV monitoring the place). Right after my friend dropped the key inside, I thought that the key-drop system was cool and wanted to take a photo of it. And yes, as mentioned earlier, my phone was already dead and so I asked the same friend again, Faizey for his phone. Faizey's face immediately froze in shock, and asked me back wasn't his phone with me. Then it occurred to me that I left his phone in the truck.<br />
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At that moment, I realized that my friendship with Faizey had deepened to a whole new level as we patted on each others back, laughing our souls out in frustration of the incident.<br />
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Anyway, we already planned on going back to the place early in the morning tomorrow to get back his phone. <br />
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As of now, I am currently in my new apartment, which is a lot smaller than the previous one I rented.<br />
Here is how my room looks like:<br />
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It is pretty tight place for my stuffs as I am also sharing the room the same roommate, Pidot (Firdaus).<br />
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Believe it or not, this one box is how I organize my stuffs for moving. It basically contains all the stuffs I ever care about. What's in is important, what's out is less important. It is of course not the best way, but it works for me.<br />
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After some time rummaging, moving and arranging stuffs in this tight space of my room, I finally got my workspace back up. <br />
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<br />I still can't be satisfied with how it looks though, cause there are still a lot more cleaning to be done in the other part of the house. So I guess this is it for now, I'm off to continue unpacking my stuffs.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-54627906609611694992013-05-21T16:19:00.000+08:002013-05-21T16:19:23.355+08:00BBQ at Prophetstown, Indiana.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These photos were taken last May 12, on Sunday. There's nothing much I can say about it, and I guess photos says it all. We had barbecue, there were a number of friends helping one another with the barbecue. Me? Well I just step back and grabbed my camera taking photos of them. There were already more than 10 people there at the time, so there was no need for me to add to the crowd of cooks. "Too many cooks ruins the food", my roommate once said to me which explains why we took turns cooking in our apartment.<br />
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Anyway, the barbecue was awesome, but nature surrounding the place was better. That place happened to have a river nearby, and it was green was all over the place.<br />
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I was stepping on the rocks to make my way across the river, and I can say that Crocs really had a strong grip on those slippery rocks. But even though it had a nice grip, I found it requires more effort that I soon had my feet in the river, which was easier.</div>
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That's Aiman Ramlee in yellow. Said the river was cold yet still crossed it not wanting to miss what Pidot was enjoying on the other side. None of these two thought about what was hiding under the rocks Pidot was sitting on,<br />
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The funny thing was that my Crocs were used to capture these.<br />
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Apart from having barbecue and capturing crayfishes, I had plenty of good time taking photos in the river. </div>
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The legendary Mujahid.<br />
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Awal Fikry watching from afar.<br />
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Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com1Prophetstown State Park, West Lafayette, IN 47906, USA40.501269458416452 -86.82701110839843840.495232458416453 -86.837096108398441 40.507306458416451 -86.816926108398434tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-42206580052734642192013-05-15T14:21:00.001+08:002013-05-15T14:21:45.159+08:00Back from hiatus again.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I was testing the camera to shoot for something else actually, but then I ended up taking a photo of myself. Think of it as doing myself a favor (I rarely had photos of myself taken). <br />
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This was what I have been doing last two weeks. Edited a lot of photos. It should have been an enjoyable thing to do, but last two weeks, I have been saying a lot of yes to people, that I ended up helping the Malaysian student's association here at my university by being their photographer for the Graduation Night. That was okay, but the fact that Ialso had to produce them a video for that event, and also actually perform on stage with the band on that same event, really tested me. Anyway, I got out alive. All is well.<br />
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What now? Time to get things back together.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-73699038393761818602013-04-23T13:29:00.002+08:002013-04-23T13:29:59.212+08:00The little things I appreciate during hard times.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A reliable mouse for scrolling and finding all those damned problematic codes.</div>
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It is now near the end of spring semester. Basically all I am saying is that throughout this semester, I sacrificed a major part of my life sitting in front of the computer. Am I losing a great deal of quality time? Maybe. Maybe not. Just maybe, <b>maybe not</b>.<br />
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<br />Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-75581912103006340032013-01-15T13:45:00.000+08:002013-01-15T13:45:59.734+08:00Confused.Heard the news that a friend who was majoring in the same field as I am just changed his major yesterday. I asked him about what brought him to that decision. He said that after much thought, his new major is all he needed for what he wanted to do in the future.<br />
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Tonight, I felt as though something struck me in the heart my while I was playing the guitar, which then I stopped playing. I can't recall what I was staring at that moment, but I do know that whatever my eyes were looking at that time wasn't on my mind as my thought went astray inside the collection of memories inside my head. I started to think back about all the things that I have been doing all my life, all the things I have done, what I used to like and who I used to love, before my thoughts and my consciousness were reeled back into reality when my friend who saw me motionless during that time called me and asked, "Kau fikir ape tu Naim?".<br />
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"Apa aku nak eh? Kau pulak apa kau nak?", I questioned him back as a reply which implied what I was thinking.<br />
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I have come a long way following my dream, yet I am feeling that something is still amiss.<br />
I wonder what pushed me to go this far.<br />
This is saddening.<br />
Sigh. I don't think I would want to remember.<br />
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Maybe, a good night sleep is all I needNaim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-70711769902308361292013-01-12T08:26:00.001+08:002013-01-12T08:26:27.836+08:00Have a cup of coffee.<br />
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It has been quite some time since I bought this lens. It's actually a manual lens from an old camera I won't go into details about it because it will be boring if I did so. Got it for about 20 dollars I think. Though it is quite cheap, I am not quite happy because of the fact I haven't been having much time to actually use it. Sigh.<br />
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Anyways, I just started another new semester in college this week. From what I have been through during my first week, it is sufficient enough to say that I had rough start. It is actually a very long story, but to make it short, let's just say that too many shits happened. Things that should have gone smoothly, as it did to my friends, turned out ugly to me. However, I'm not entirely surprised by it. In fact, I have always anticipated that something bad <b>would</b> happen. <br />
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Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-71919032964501296852013-01-02T18:31:00.002+08:002013-01-02T18:32:50.892+08:00A mess to start the new year with.It is now like less than two days left before the advanced credit test, and I think most of the things that I have studied for Chemistry 2 during the winter break has found their way out of my brain. It's a shame that even though I spent most of my time in my room because it was too cold outside, I still feel like I have studied nothing at all. Perhaps, my consciousness wasn't studying at all when I read the textbook. Whichever that is, it is stupefyingly ridiculous, and I am well aware that all is entirely my fault. I was too ambitious, yet I did not try hard enough.<br />
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A friend came all the way from another state and stayed in my room during this winter break. </div>
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Life was partly awesome, plus partly at its worst.</div>
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Like any other new year, it looks like I'll have to gather myself back to one piece starting a new semester.</div>
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Heads up, heads up. Sigh.</div>
Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-3827197098179425452012-12-31T16:56:00.001+08:002012-12-31T16:59:14.786+08:00The finished Project.I really agree with what my friend said, this is a stupid idea that was taken way too seriously. When we first started having this idea, we only thought of making a really simple song with just the guitar, the vocals and some simple recording. But today, which is our third day of working on this project, we came up with this:<br />
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Anyways, if you guys like it, why not share it with your friends? It won't hurt ;)</div>
Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-5290786250123074762012-12-30T14:47:00.000+08:002012-12-30T14:47:22.688+08:00Taking a break.While me and my friends were doing the recording for our new song, we stumbled across a place in parking lot that is empty. At first, we just wanted to rest for awhile from the cold, but then when Afiq started singing All I Want by Kodaline, we could not resist it. <a href="http://muaraz.blogspot.com/">Arsyad</a> grabbed his guitar and started strumming, I grabbed my camera and started recording. We had to make a cover of it there and then.<br />
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So, here is something for you guys to watch while I work on the real deal. ; )
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Vocals: Afiq Ady.
Guitar: Arsyad Azrai.
Video: Naim Putera.<br />
Original song: All I Want by Kodaline.
Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-39646994842456614562012-12-29T21:52:00.002+08:002012-12-29T21:52:50.817+08:00New Project.Went to a senior's house to borrow his camera stabilizer. He was generous to offer me his other equipments if I needed, so I grabbed his wide lens too.<br />
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This heavy thing took me ample amount of time to adjust.</div>
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Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-1802951068723434912012-12-29T10:04:00.000+08:002012-12-29T10:04:03.655+08:00Snow Meh.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Finally, after a number of cold days and nights, it snowed. Now I am going to suffer even more from the cold. Hooray!</div>
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Me with somebody's snow-um. I don't know.</div>
Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-89531872294583633952012-12-28T18:58:00.000+08:002012-12-28T18:58:52.462+08:00All to kill some time.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This guy is Afiq Ady. He is really taking his time recording a project we came up out of boredom.</div>
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It's almost 6 a.m. in the morning and I still am wide awake. Well, I guess sometimes things happen to be harder that what you had initially thought. Whether it is worth or not, I don't know. But hey, if it is something that you happen to enjoy, why not give it a some of your time. </div>
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Oh. The audio recording is almost finished now. I better keep my heads for tomorrow I'll be grabbing back my camera for some video recording, something I haven't been doing for quite a while.</div>
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For the time being, check out a snippet of what we're up to:</div>
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Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-39558404341633384672012-12-10T14:28:00.000+08:002012-12-10T14:28:22.310+08:00Stop saying "I know how you feel", please.There is one thing that I have always wanted to tell but for years I could not. Day by day, it is making me sad, depressed, disappointed, and above all, angry. Of course, you might think that letting it all out once in a while would help me ease out the pain a little right? But no. I'm telling you it for sure won't help. I learned the cruel fact that it is best for everyone that I just keep my mouth shut. I have to stop typing now.<br />
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And no. I don't need anybody to comfort me. I am fine by myself. <br />
<br />And yes, thank you for doing what you are best at.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-50090426589165122862012-09-25T03:00:00.001+08:002012-09-25T03:11:18.782+08:00This time, I mean it.Honestly, I feel sad that lately I rarely spend my time going around taking photos, which I used to do and love a lot. It's not that I lost my love in it, but it's just that something feels not right, as if something is lost. Sigh. Whatever that is, I might be leaving it behind, and start again. Oh well, just say hi again. <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHvJp7t-KQyZ4mreYM4ySaf4yUE-IUDv8qxpHEgeUKXGU0XKFfiByV7NKnhKiDiy2Xsh8YUlSf-UFfVUyKFQfDOoKG-rdK2_H-zX0uTPBNxvQrAfwBSXk8zd9NsKCdaxrUc9tnq2daFLY/s640/blogger-image--1485037308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHvJp7t-KQyZ4mreYM4ySaf4yUE-IUDv8qxpHEgeUKXGU0XKFfiByV7NKnhKiDiy2Xsh8YUlSf-UFfVUyKFQfDOoKG-rdK2_H-zX0uTPBNxvQrAfwBSXk8zd9NsKCdaxrUc9tnq2daFLY/s640/blogger-image--1485037308.jpg" /></a></div>Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-89645092195182730702012-08-12T07:45:00.002+08:002012-08-12T07:46:47.677+08:00Sister power.So, my sister was bored last night that she helped me pack my stuffs into the luggage bag. It sure is convenient to have someone like her around especially when you're doing a last minute packing.<br />
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I am amazed to see how neat it became. I could not imagine how would it look like had I packed it all by myself. Thanks sis!<br />
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Flight scheduled at 2340. Hoping and praying for a safe journey.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-80948933487357064672012-08-08T00:06:00.002+08:002012-08-08T00:06:45.297+08:00Fair enough.I have a friend who always gets all the things people wanted. Other friends can't help but sometimes envy his luck. Sometimes even I would joke to him that everything comes too easy for him. <br />
Little did others know that he never got what he wanted, and they all blamed the sad reality that fell upon them.<br />
Well, the world doesn't spin for you. You have to ride along.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-21737595280538095002012-08-02T07:29:00.000+08:002012-08-02T07:29:32.313+08:00A sad Parting.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Had the chance to hang out with this guy only for one short semester. Even so, it turns out we are really compatible friends. We're supposed to go to the same university and already had many things planned out, but some things happened (a long story) and caused him to wait for another year to get there.<br />
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Let's just hope and pray that this time, this one year plan of his works without any problem. Till then, we'll be supporting you dear friend.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-28377410973836309102012-03-25T11:09:00.001+08:002012-03-25T11:09:00.186+08:00A lesson never learnt.<p>My life lately has become more and more messed up. But of course, me being me, there’s no one else for me to blame my fate of life upon. After all, I have always been the one who messes up my life.</p> <p>Yesterday, I finally got rid of all my book vouchers as I went to Kinokuniya. After abusing my eyes from browsing through innumerable lines of books, I settled myself with 3 books.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPaIvnmRCKiJ4hoPbS5E8arp6pzK_iDsxzsiiqMy7G26VCdruGvhyEJIRTlDOMuAbuKmyac_ZSoy9UU1KTw8XR_JG4TXckTgqAtaRWuT2ebDxOdbBF5dkuMb_F8h-qaXkkkkZTStt8s8/s1600-h/CSC_812200117.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto 15px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="CSC_8122-001" border="0" alt="CSC_8122-001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjijbHmZgKZavKUeQOgCMCvski8xq2_Jr4y6KV74e3ZWWEkYu4ng4qZ5CgZuNjczhlGeDaLpd7IqiA6XQzJ7fA9fzVoLTTPDnMfn8IsZOyRsWIDXxM-pMIld_gd_RhTympn22Y4yv4ICug/?imgmax=800" width="646" height="433" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Right now, I am quite happy to get my hands on the books, but at the same time, I can’t be too happy about it. I still have a few more books yet to read.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZZKAGD-ByNcFSyctzijaHPtprcrajNutVlqcVpJjbF6d1RzB-IF2fj3S9_E6qkUv4bpTJ3aTlMBQYy3MOSKMlC1rJyaKckilCVm6cnh-tAjnKPgn4QP9bUrJKNFXqG5KC7CJOLfBCqE/s1600-h/CSC_81230017.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="CSC_8123-001" border="0" alt="CSC_8123-001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJ25L9TkT0sbvvd7xf2Y0EhM4Cp1s0J-PkWcs5Q-9TD-oyRrcXDku3hmO7VZK2ZBfnxNv2cSpMSlWJhZFXatpHGV0ayJU2GV-bZCuUIT0EkG7-y-oAwGF9SFfuNjW89KcpmLGpKler6s/?imgmax=800" width="646" height="433" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>Plus, the fact that I haven’t been keeping my study desk tidy lately.</p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVm7RPnBqGqc80cUXVavzxE8hlhswmJvT9SEgd_CkyOg1Q62DjCQS3sd1ReLZadXhBoSpPhb8XhQeWTlzL6PD7wI8CFI43tc_4MriM7FIHpT-Zh27I3k8G7iiD8oR4RADWJIa29NCVrDA/s1600-h/CSC_812500110.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="CSC_8125-001" border="0" alt="CSC_8125-001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp-MzCYTjP1GjJ3yeuYsCB2RUJRLuKTjMuRz-CMtsmbo_XDBbt06vhTSR1UIx-18OiyXnRe6Y2dNdoIJpOLX5344-4MMzSMETZmGFWMXRSTLRX-bAK42bBm-Q2S6QesdKU2fke7G6z1J0/?imgmax=800" width="646" height="433" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplEjUIB6bdVVH032lobZLltmcbY_d98FwMeQHElElAhIVzzAPgdfXm8BB4-NM2Xu3zPnqXsstBWr71aRQ221CTZZIOlwgA3LeVwPskroyk3MjTMUz5rY147TNC7IFtxWGHwfUxgIddlg/s1600-h/CSC_812600110.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="CSC_8126-001" border="0" alt="CSC_8126-001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikkJawdKdKUDZy-Y7eK8oQU5td00_wRKMF8iSB8O7jyTDZXkBGR-fjkwhWLJQs9RsXwhoPgsNbVxmI1fzBXxUuk8gHy8gBjLlfo8h0sx4X04LO-gUEdhjoYUR94ptfIRhJhjBZg50STfE/?imgmax=800" width="646" height="433" /></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrNQhEsHkKrZXtwd1mHqZutKgBqCR8jJpTLyItx2KD9BZLhdRpiWYDpZQ_CmsI0Q_0-srIJdEwvZOMQAc4gNi18rgP-v7qvlLscP-r62wTPDDt53IAfpDystrjxTaT3ZvlXHFdOCW1vxQ/s1600-h/CSC_812700112.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="CSC_8127-001" border="0" alt="CSC_8127-001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3zOg0KoFGgX_5IGhU4nOnWkB-Pp8cKRyNWmBe8IIKzEJ7fEJfXi4j2MHzh6Kwh-o5I1rwfZ40F4Daco2DrfzwafEO9FYFcUIcpL_RykMxjTLGJgwwd1A4F5SvWeO_vfuZr5LyPUx4-Ks/?imgmax=800" width="646" height="433" /></a></p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwQJNwdytQh13yt1J1MDfFtJN_Np3hhZZeh7Lbl8x6Ol5e7SIafFHZ8C4wSU19W6b-UGwmMZYe7ckXXs4F0EnLoqmjF_cMQzmbQRWx6jmgPurMdiDMYdKWa2AG1kxeH976zpjXsQCx6zo/s1600-h/CSC_81240016.jpg"><img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="CSC_8124-001" border="0" alt="CSC_8124-001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPWEvbsb8WW8golEYY_j4bgkMpr7hXiu5z4EO0a5J5Lz9Tr4zP-HKuQoUUR2Eq3uCmT3F30KUxFHSjx7Kp2wlsKnOG0XVt7OTmZZSC-txuM31s6W2LXr3barpGyCqCdAQ98dDidtmh9Lg/?imgmax=800" width="646" height="433" /></a></p> <p>Now, there are stuffs all over the place.</p> <p>Oh well, at least it doesn’t look that bad since I’ve kept kept it nice since last year.</p> Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-27446744684870990302012-01-03T22:24:00.000+08:002012-01-03T22:24:37.756+08:00FelineOne of the reason I never need to buy any pets from the pet shop, is because they keep coming, as if my parents bought the house for them.<br />
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Currently, 4 cats earned the PR status.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQGEohx4JuRLwGmCnzF2vouZtCbM4S2m6K-gXJOG6kJG8DwyqMW7NL7Z1cqETIUJpX-CfHc46s7ww2WIkbnvumAU0B4g5woj3XyHscu2I-2V1Wek8mrf-pBWlsQXvAHCJFkQ3qeoVl1g/s1600/DSC_5014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQGEohx4JuRLwGmCnzF2vouZtCbM4S2m6K-gXJOG6kJG8DwyqMW7NL7Z1cqETIUJpX-CfHc46s7ww2WIkbnvumAU0B4g5woj3XyHscu2I-2V1Wek8mrf-pBWlsQXvAHCJFkQ3qeoVl1g/s640/DSC_5014.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I also had another nameless orange cat before, but that cat has gone away now.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know how it goes in the cat society. This cat simply automatically replaces it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Do they have shifts or something?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWw47O2NGGAqF_TWu8ik2ft_r5gFsROoJsm39_w-lnCM6XJcB5UyRqZhC0HHVwzF4h_VDC0Le9ByDCJeAmdP1eL909yO783EOLPorsjR-tixrSHcdpqrM_ncUEnwRYybUTEHXthaPA2M/s1600/DSC_5015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWw47O2NGGAqF_TWu8ik2ft_r5gFsROoJsm39_w-lnCM6XJcB5UyRqZhC0HHVwzF4h_VDC0Le9ByDCJeAmdP1eL909yO783EOLPorsjR-tixrSHcdpqrM_ncUEnwRYybUTEHXthaPA2M/s640/DSC_5015.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nevertheless, I'm really glad all my cats get along well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF14ImVm2lvmQN67hTNDEW-UCuM7p2nJrgniT7KV8FRqQcyajdvx-FGky4G06b4SKXPnpECk0aqpE1QPmqduxkY82XwlFzcgvffzKLWH0I9NiVE6gbXk9bemQqjvaAeJGVRPwzCx73Sug/s1600/DSC_5016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF14ImVm2lvmQN67hTNDEW-UCuM7p2nJrgniT7KV8FRqQcyajdvx-FGky4G06b4SKXPnpECk0aqpE1QPmqduxkY82XwlFzcgvffzKLWH0I9NiVE6gbXk9bemQqjvaAeJGVRPwzCx73Sug/s640/DSC_5016.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tell me, can you resist such a face? </div><div style="text-align: center;">>.<</div>Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-36367630674517008832011-11-11T00:15:00.013+08:002011-11-11T01:23:18.657+08:00Semester break starts.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvsQlTH7ZDUzOUOZ1nHkYDrJ5qKzDfqQwDaVx_HhoA-BVcZ9okfGjO3RB7uhFv3VQq8TGkxXlEV6AmAWX-IzZnCBK9MYBz68Wew5rmJ87rWpBzBhb9eRY09A18mCrIcBlQ2s-2asc8PA/s1600/DSC_4334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
</a></div>I've gone overboard this time for leaving this blog here all alone for so long. Life's harsh on you eh blog? It's been the same for me too. So chill out, kay? : P<br />
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Semester break is finally here, and it's now been about a week I guess since I left my hostel for the break. It just boggles my mind to know how darn lazy I have been this entire week. I started to realize that I was wasting precious time in my life when I was tidying up my room just now. Yes, I've step foot inside my room for days now, and only today I somehow had the urge to clean up the mess in my room. My bags, books, and other stuffs that I brought in back from hostel were on the floor of my room all the time. Can you imagine that throughout this week, I've been living in such a hostile environment? Man, I must be some sort of a super human being. Me gusta.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvsQlTH7ZDUzOUOZ1nHkYDrJ5qKzDfqQwDaVx_HhoA-BVcZ9okfGjO3RB7uhFv3VQq8TGkxXlEV6AmAWX-IzZnCBK9MYBz68Wew5rmJ87rWpBzBhb9eRY09A18mCrIcBlQ2s-2asc8PA/s1600/DSC_4334.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvsQlTH7ZDUzOUOZ1nHkYDrJ5qKzDfqQwDaVx_HhoA-BVcZ9okfGjO3RB7uhFv3VQq8TGkxXlEV6AmAWX-IzZnCBK9MYBz68Wew5rmJ87rWpBzBhb9eRY09A18mCrIcBlQ2s-2asc8PA/s640/DSC_4334.JPG" width="640" /></a>Fathi's clock ended up inside my room. By the way, Fathi is my housemate back in hostel. Here, in my room, you can tell by looking at the books there that I'm not done tidying up my room. Oh, and there's the old antique computer. -.- How do I get rid of it?<br />
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Sigh. It's still a long way to go.Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-63264147194720712322011-08-12T22:38:00.000+08:002011-08-12T22:38:55.383+08:00A random update.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju9WNQZDqxUkPeBWh03op9Kj6bzgtmm9RliY9VDvTur33Q_R8mZtWHJKhyphenhyphenivRdAy53su5fM3boD4nP5MWcUSV1tkwMc-GWIhrmarVP-7CctEOaLUDvruE1pPRUu0GzIH_xixlkfdFyS3U/s1600/DSC_0160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju9WNQZDqxUkPeBWh03op9Kj6bzgtmm9RliY9VDvTur33Q_R8mZtWHJKhyphenhyphenivRdAy53su5fM3boD4nP5MWcUSV1tkwMc-GWIhrmarVP-7CctEOaLUDvruE1pPRUu0GzIH_xixlkfdFyS3U/s640/DSC_0160.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">From the fourth floor of my hostel block.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was testing out Jijie's D90. It feels great.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Just now, someone asked me whether I have updated my blog or not. Of course I didn't need to take time to answer that because the answer is an obvious no. Ironically, that contradicts what I had resolved in my previous blog post. For those who have not read that, and are too lazy too scroll down to that post, click <a href="http://muhdnaimputera.blogspot.com/2011/07/of-what-hides-in-shadow.html">here</a>. You can see that how I just bullshitted there. I have a netbook with me, and Internet all the time yet I still can't update as regularly as I said I will. Sigh.<br />
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Anyway, my life has been, I don't know lately. I had another SAT practice test on Wednesday. I can't say much about it. So far I've gotten the marks for the reading and maths section. Reading has improved a little; my maths dropped. Overall for both sections, it has improved a little if I compare it to the previous tests, but I can't say the same thing if I were to add up the mark for the writing section. I haven't gotten my essay score, but I have the feeling it's not gonna be any good because I when I was halfway doing my essay, I realized that I was writing off topic. -.-<br />
In short, I sucked my SAT practice test.<br />
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Enough with that already. Let's move on to something else. Now's August 12th! You know what does that means? I don't know Okay, I'm just blurting out random stuffs. My birthday was on the 9th, and it was great. Friends acted out events that led me to having no choice but to follow them eat out for breaking the fast. Supposedly, we were to go to the usual mamak restaurant, but Arsyad who was driving the car drove farther and farther until we finally reached Subang Parade. Real thanks guys (Arsyad, Fauzan, Fathi, Syazwan, Epul). I will treasure that day in my memory forever. Damn I love you guys.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;">When you know it's almost impossible to achieve something, </div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Keep on aiming for the moon, but shoot for the stars.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Who knows you'll miss and hit the moon instead.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;">That is what I learn from someone who craps a lot.</div></div>Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-63242468310628227972011-07-26T19:55:00.000+08:002011-07-26T19:55:21.505+08:00Of what hides in the shadow.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3v4VrkjkzRpp5P68CQMOavmtCMWUFGYOnnJZ4jqUbHS0iHbecRH3GAVHCSEP7_J99o0Amq-aiPNwBvW8cJU3Ow6Rdnqq4m0qGqZJ94CxMNU8CIvfLW8LydTLX4wOZ3hvYlSMMk4eLf4/s1600/Photo14_14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3v4VrkjkzRpp5P68CQMOavmtCMWUFGYOnnJZ4jqUbHS0iHbecRH3GAVHCSEP7_J99o0Amq-aiPNwBvW8cJU3Ow6Rdnqq4m0qGqZJ94CxMNU8CIvfLW8LydTLX4wOZ3hvYlSMMk4eLf4/s640/Photo14_14.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nevertheless, you can always move forward.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">This may be kind of random, but starting from now, I resolve to write more in this blog. As to why? SAT and TOEFL scares me especially when it comes to writing. I haven't had anything much written for the past months that now my writing has become really terrible. It's not like I can't write anymore, but I tend to digress a lot halfway. Seems like I have to do something before it gets any worse. </div></div>Naim Puterahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14982498565919969400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2274805664788917961.post-24907702404892273462011-07-11T13:31:00.000+08:002011-07-11T13:31:59.555+08:00Changing track. Changing pace.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguKKkOcEjO2N3EJ0hFgGt_dm1gCFxyUQKKY91ihtRGvuiaQ4UoKQ-DvJy8bZpvbbCMAyDVmrRcr-VSEVPXH8ivHRPWQAXQruDH6yQPidWNW8JN50GSGxZmnvwWYF3MAuufkhC_Twv8QpE/s1600/Photo13_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguKKkOcEjO2N3EJ0hFgGt_dm1gCFxyUQKKY91ihtRGvuiaQ4UoKQ-DvJy8bZpvbbCMAyDVmrRcr-VSEVPXH8ivHRPWQAXQruDH6yQPidWNW8JN50GSGxZmnvwWYF3MAuufkhC_Twv8QpE/s640/Photo13_13.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">With Ridhwan in green around KL plus the signboard.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah. Another signboard. I'm obsessed. -.-</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Haven't had anything interesting to be updated lately so I guess updating about my boring life will do this time. Wait a minute. Isn't that what I've been doing all these times around. -.- Never mind.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Finally after months rotting at home, looks like I've finally settled down my unhealthy life of eating and sleeping at home. Registered at college last 3rd of July. I can't say anything yet for now because classes are yet to start. On Friday 8th, did the class placement test and gave it my best. It was an english test. I am not expecting much from it though. 63/70. There should be many others on par and many others who are better since most of them are scholars. -.-</div><div style="text-align: left;">I can slack off no more here. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Wish me all the best here. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Even if it's just a simple wish, it means a lot to me as a motivation.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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