Let it be like this for a while.

New post, new background, new color theme, and a new header. Let's just say that I've just given this blog a fresh new breath even though it has never breathe before nor lived. Now now, cut the crap.
Apparently I was bored today so I spent the day revamping the layout and designing the header. The layout doesn't take much time because all I did was changing the color codes that I previously set up for the previous layout. The background, those sprocket holes, took only a little while because they're just holes I did just to fill the blank a little. What took some time was the header. I waited long just to think of what to put in it.

Anyways, the city line, or silhoutte or whatever you call it was based on one of a friend's work. Kimal.
Thanks goes to him.

I know, I know. It's not that much of a change anyway. The wrappers are pretty much still the same. I thought of changing it all way through but you know, laziness prevented that from happening. The choice of colours may seem somewhat moody but never mind. At the very least, it makes coloured pictures pop out. : D
At least, that's what I think.

Fine :) I'll pluck you instead.

Laws created by human, there are always flaws.

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Yashica MG-1.
Fuji Superia 200 ISO.

"I'm real, and this is real.", says Reality.

It's now a week since the result day and more than a week since I last updated. Actually, the night before the SPM results were out I had written a post wishing all the best and good luck to those who'll be taking results the next day but uh, you see, there's always technical problems waiting just around the corner, seeking the perfect time for an ambush and ruin the day. Well, mine was ruined okay and it wasn't published. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Probably most people had received tons of wishes already in their phones that time.

How's SPM result?
Alhamdulillah, everything is fine. Even received a sarcasm from my sister. When she knew about my result, she said, "Oh, muallaf ye?". That is a perfect way to congratulate your brother.
Sigh. Malukan?
They say you reap what you sow right? Oh well, I guess that's the punishment for sleeping 80% of time during Pendidikan Islam classes. You've been paid back in cash man Naim. Way to go!
A- for Pendidikan Islam. I guess I deserve that.

So, now what? Real life starts now you say? I don't know man. My real life has begun ever since I was born. None of the parts from my timeline are fake. Are you telling me that all these while you were a fake?  HAHA! Okay stop, sorry that I got carried away. Please, don't get offended. Is that even offensive? Nah. : P

Now now, since SPM results were out, quite a lot asked me which Uni I'll be going for. Man, that's a hard question to answer. It would be much easier if you give me the money. Money talks.

"What ship doesn't sink? Scholarship", says Arsyad.

If it sinks, it's scholarsheep. Okay. I know that's lame. Shut up.

In the depths of frustration, I smiled.

Yesterday was Thursday of course, because today is Friday. Duh. Yesterday was more like a Thirst day for me. My throat felt dry and I kept on buying bottles of mineral water at the canteen. And every time I finished up a bottle, my bladder straight away became full and I had to go to toilet countless of times just to empty my tank. That really pissed me off. I thought of gargling the water over my throat but that just seems disgusting in public, so I didn't do it. Okay, this is getting misleading. Let's stop this.

Had my driving test yesterday and guess what? I failed.That failure was like the worst failure I ever had in my whole life. I messed up at the parking. I know, like, parking? What the park? To be exact, it wasn't during the parking, rather it was when I was moving the crappy cramped kancil out after it was successfully parked in. I didn't reverse the car enough and so I hit the front pole while motioning out. That was the first time I ever hit a pole there. Out of all times, that was a perfect bad timing. Seemed pathetic right? Yeah. Sigh. People, do mock me if you want to right now.
I'll be plugging my ears. : D
Okay, just kidding.

Anyway, I'm not sad about failing the Part 2. At the very least, on the positive side, I passed the road test. After failing, I learnt my lesson of the day. Overconfidence will eat you up in ways you won't even expect.

The largest hawk in Kuala Kangsar, Douglas A-4 Skyhawk.

Maybe one day other than driving a car, I'll be piloting an aircraft.

Time and tide wait for no man, but license can wait. Even though, it doesn't worth the time. =.=

I remember the day when we were wandering in blunder.

He's a friend who had shared the same adversity with me, that is we had to go somewhere nowhere for a purpose we didn't even knew, and came back home with nothing. It's a long story and it's not something that can be easily written down here. In fact, we're not going to tell anyone about it anyway. That day when it all happened, we didn't really talked much. Just exchanging eye contact was enough because at that time, we had the same thing in mind. We just wanted to leave. Why? Our reasons too were the same.

And that day, our heads were beaten with some senses for hours. At least, those were what we took home.

Haziq, a.k.a Ateng.

Shot taken in somewhere in Kuala Kangsar, in a yard of a lone abandoned old house.

Whenever I talk or chat with him, it is always random and sometimes may even drag into an unthinkable conversation.

Argh. Typo is like, ineluctable.

Wondering what were we conversing about? Let's just leave that to the power of imagination. Imagination can sometimes turn a simple story into an epic one. By the way, do you know that imagination enhances your brain? You're gonna thank me if you're able to score more in your exam afterward.

The world is small. Don't make it any smaller with your mind.

At some time in the morning before noon, was when I found my consciousness being reeled out into reality from a couple of hours of my after Subuh prayer sleep. Lately, this has been a routine that both my body and mind have instinctively adopted to suit my not so scheduled daily life. It could probably be that my mind subconsciously wanted these days to pass by quickly by cutting as much time as possible being conscious from my time frame. Who knows, right? Anyways, I don't mind much because it's not like I have that much of things to do in the morning.

Whenever I woke up in the morning, it always took me some time to get myself off the bed. The first thing I did when I open up my eyes was stare across the room towards where the window of my room was. There, suspended a blue curtain that was still fully covering the window behind it. The curtain, shielding off sunlight from the outside of the window emanated blue shimmers throughout my dark room. It was a nice feeling waking up. It was like I was a prisoner who was stuck in such an awful place given a hope of freedom by that blue light. And so, I found myself getting of the bed and slowly pacing myself towards the curtain which was covering the window, the borderline that separates captivity from freedom.

Sliding the curtain sideways, uncovering the window behind, and it was just a normal casement window, grilled. What was more was a few metres away was another house also with the same type of window directly facing mine. And it too, was grilled. That nice feeling before, turned out to be just temporary once I was out of my reverie.

In reality, the world is kinda cramped in a perspective.

Unless we share everything.

Shot from a place nostalgic not just to me, but also to those who had set foot there.

Out of all the things you can't do, there are lots of others you can.

They say curiosity killed the cat, but not my cat. And since I'm not a cat, I have the right to be curious. Sometimes because of curiosity, I did stupid stuffs. And sometimes, I asked a lot of questions that in the end will drive people crazy. And sometimes when that all weren't enough, I began questioning myself a lot and ended up being crazy myself.

But no matter how noisy I can be when I'm curious, a film camera can put my curiosity to shut.

With a film camera, it's a shut up and snap.

Shot when I was in my village last year. If you look closely, it wasn't just a light leak. There's a film defect too.

Had my driving lesson today and I can say that driving is fun. But for a beginner, there are still a lot for me to learn. My driving instructor always told me that when it comes to teaching, I have to be prepared for she will be dead serious when it comes to teaching. But in the end, like always, she can't put her strict face that long. Beginners deserve to be laughed at times. At least, tension's gone.

The best thing that happened today was when the car stalled on the crossroad square. And what's more, it was on a hill. That was great, considering how I sucked on the hill before. I was on the third gear when I was about to turn left approaching the crossroad. There weren't any cars there at that time so I thought it was okay to go, my fault there. But then, she insisted me to stop and braked the car. I didn't expect the car to slow down and so didn't lower down the gear and then came the nicest feeling on earth. The car stalled, and I handbraked on the hill. It was my first lesson, and was yet to master the hill. But then, made it anyway thanks to patience shown by the cars behind.

After that, tried out other roads because I wanted to know where things can go wrong, and yes, pretty much I got what I asked for. In my face.

Curiosity is what drives problem solving. Without curiosity, you might just give up.

Yashica Mg-1, 1/500s, f/2.8, Fuji Superia ISO 200. 

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.

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?