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The guy with the FUNKY fashion taste and also with a FLAIR for graphic designing. I'm Amirul Nasir, or you can call me Rool, for short. 21 years standing in the feet of the Earth. Singaporean. Currently serving the nation till 02/06/12. I'm a Ngee Ann Polytechnic Mass Communication (Class of 2010) graduate. Creative Director, someday? More about me?


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    Love the blog layout? Want something like that? Or even better? Yes, I do design for blogs too at an affordable rate! For more details, feel free to drop a message to my email, amirul.nasir [at] gmail [dot] com!

    Apart from blogs, I do design for events, editorial designs, interactive designs. I am a designer afterall.. right? Or even photo editing! Let me know what you need and I'll try my best to get it done for you.

    Tuesday, March 23, 2010
    The current mood of popnutoz at www.imood.com

    Taken from ~xXnicoleXx9
    "There's 3 sides to every story. There's one side. There's the other side. And then.. there's the truth." 
    -Taken from Usher's new song, 'Monstar'
    "Tell your teacher if you have any problems" was what my Mom would say to me back in primary school. Did she really think that was the best solution? So one day, a very ugly classmate of mine stole my favourite Sesame Street pencil, pen and sharpener. Annoyed, I went up to my teacher. "Mr.. He stole my pencil and doesn't want to return it to me."

    The boy overheard our conversation and he shouted back, "NO IT'S MINE. YOU DIDN'T RETURN IT TO ME AFTER BORROWING." The teacher, who by then got tired of our mini fight screamed at us, told us to get back to our seats and settle the problem between ourselves. He refused to believe me, as much as I was telling him the truth.

    There was nothing that I could do, (i mean, how do you compete with a guy who's 10x your size?) so I left it at that even though I know hell was impending at home. Of course, my mom found out that my stationery was missing and scolded me. "I lost it" - Probably the best excuse I could come up with at that time.

    10 years later, and a lot of bad experiences thereafter, I start reading people and their behaviour just like a book. I'm getting used to it. People tend to come across as fake or plastic, which makes me realise that we spend 90% of our lives trying to prove to people that we're someone that we're not. Everyone at some point of time is guilty of that and sometimes I'm not even sure if some of my friends are really friends. I guess I'm just like that, i tend not to trust other people easily.

    I sat down for a long time while trying to figure what our friendship really meant to you. I don't know what you really want from me. I don't even know if I'm being used. But heck, I had enough of your bullshit. What I really wanted from you was a friend that I could trust and lean on to. But it's okay, you just need to look at yourself in the mirror right now and look at what kind of a person you really are. Jerk.

    The part that disappointed me the most were the sacrifices that I made for you (I laugh at myself for being an idiot) but like they say, Better the devil you know than the angel you don't.

    Heck, I may only know one side of the story but it's more than enough to me. I don't need to know the truth or your side of the story because as selfless as the next sentence may sound, my story is the only one that I need to believe in.


    P.s I'm better off without you in my life and boy, I'm surviving. :D

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    Anonymous yan said...

    agreed. for me, no matter how close you are with someone, i'll never trust a person fully except myself. weeelll maybe its because of past experience or whats not. -_-"

    so when someone asked me who's my bestfriend is, ill ask them; define 'bestfriend' hah.

    11:44 AM  
    Blogger King Rool said...

    @yan: HELLO SUFIAN! LONG TIME SINCE I LAST SAW YOU. haha. oh puhlease, thrs no such thing as bestfriends. I'm skeptical like that. I trust only 3 people in my life. Me, myself and I. haha. See you soon!

    2:00 PM  

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