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.

Alhamdulillah. : )

Hey there. Yeah it's me again, back here after quite a long time silencing here since my previous post. The reason for that is erm, well, for some reasons for short. I ain't gonna bore you with all that.

The picture of the day:

Finally, I got my film rolls processed. 

After months, I realised that the films just won't walk it's way for processing.

Waiting for the MARA interview result sure took some time. But it's worth the wait. I was on facebook on Monday night when Waffy sent me a link directing me to a page to check the result. Alhamdulillah. I got it.

MARA will be sending me to do the American Degree Foundation Programme at INTEC. : )

Will be registering on July the 3rd. Guess what does that means? Plenty of time to rot comfortably at home.
I think I should begin studying and revising something. My brain has deteriorated over these fluffy times. =.=

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Yashica MG-1.
Fuji Superia 200 ISO.

Checkpoint.

Tomorrow is going to be another day in my life in which my life will change. It will decide whether I'll be going for the path that I desired for, or a path that is slightly longer, or even an entire new path in my life. : )

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, Al-Fatihah. Ya Allah, please be with me.

A shot when I was in I-City yesterday.

LEDs which you can find on street traffic lights, well, they're here in abundance.

"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.

Without flaw? Impossible.

I know it has been almost a month since I last updated. Well, almost. Things happened but I happened to be too lazy to care. Not really actually. That's the only thing I can think of right now to explain what's up with me. Or maybe not.

Maybe one word is enough. Frustrated. Was in my old hometown since Thursday night till yesterday. Of course at a place like that, I found several things that I wanted to take a shot of. But unfortunately, I left my Yashica safe and soundly at home. I did have my Lumix with me at that time, but just why didn't I use it? Why?
I feel dumb.

The neurons in my brain need some rewiring I guess.

Waffy strumming Arsyad's Yamaha, inside Dorm 7A if I'm not wrong.

If only the light leaks weren't that severe. Sigh.

Oh well, just like some people have bad hair days, cameras have bad film days.

This has been a really bad month for me except for one thing. I passed the Part 2 JPJ test! Had retest on Thursday morning. This time, I wasn't as reckless like how I was before during the parking test. Things went so smooth this time that I was grinning from ear to ear throughout the test. The JPJ officer even looked at me with a weird face when I signed the paper at the end of the test. Maybe he thought that I had gone nuts. Though it may seemed like I was on cloud nine, I was kinda pissed because I had to wait for 3 weeks when it should have been only 2 weeks to just have that retest which took only a few minutes to be done. =.=

Sigh. Bad month, bad month. Just please, don't get any worse this 23rd. : O

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.