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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.

    Wednesday, December 22, 2010
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    Memory... I remember when I was little, I always enjoyed snuggling up in between my parents. My parents would get fed up and they'd carry me to my room to sleep together with my maid. I'd end up feeling frustrated and walked back to my parents room, snuggling in between them once again. Then they'd carry me back. This went on for the whole night until my parents just gave up and let me sleep there. Now that I've grown up, I kinda knew why they wanted me out of their bed!

    Time Left Alone At Home... My parents and sister were out to somewhere,  can't exactly remember where but I was alone at home nd my only companion were my usual toys and action figures. I got bored of playing with them after a while so I decided to make a house for them using only cardboard and construction paper. (Don't judge me.) I used a penknife for the first time and everything was going smoothly until I accidentally cut myself. It's not your usual small little cut. This cut was huge and pierced deep inside my skin. Blood was flowing out of my fingers like a tap that can not be stopped. I ran to the toilet without realising that my blood was all over the floor. Next thing I knew, my mom came back home and started screaming just because she saw blood. That was the last time I ever saw my penknife. Haha.

    Day at School... My first day in Ngee Ann will always be a classic story. I brought all of my orientation booklets.. including the one that came with a map. And yes, I got lost in Ngee Ann. I was supposed to go to LT 79 but it was not written in the map or anywhere! And I couldn't ask anyone. So I flipped my Ngee Ann map wide open in the eyes of everyone. It was embarrassing. I called Nadee in the end (cos she was enrolled there too!), panicking and asking her on directions to get to my first lecture. I was slightly late for lecture and then it was lunch. Everyone went on their separate ways and as for me.. I got shy to eat alone. Thank god (once again) Nadee called me asking if I wanna meet her for lunch. So yes, Nadee saved my life during my first day of school. I'll always be grateful. Haha.

    Punished for doing something bad... My parents always punished me for every single thing I did wrong. The worst was when they used a clothing hanger to spank my butt until the clothing hanger broke. And we were running around the house and I was so scared, I ran to the toilet and locked myself in there. And then i took a pee. My mom kept saying I pee-d because I was scared of her. But I seriously needed to pee at that point of time!

    Childhood crush... Her name was Nilam. In primary school we had this small little diary of ourselves that we pass around to each other so that people can write stuff about themselves in there. It was cool actually. Nilam was my classmate and I guess I thought she was pretty. I was shy and didn't dare to approach her.. not even a hello. And she was always with her inseparable little group of girlfriends. So one day, I did something bad. Together with another classmate of mine, I stole her diary just so I could read personal stuff about her. Little details about her favourite drink, movie got me excited. I'm such a stalker. I remember she was in a total frenzy when she found out that her diary went missing. She suspected that my friend took it so when we couldn't take it anymore.. we left her book in the library and told her we saw it there. She believed that she left her diary there. Things moved on from there and well.. the rest of the story? Well.. Not that interesting.

    Experience with death... I've had this feeling once and I can still remember it vividly.. even till now. As always, I was jaywalking on the road outside my house without bothering to wait for the traffic light. With my earphones on, I just jaywalked like as if I own the road. And there comes a car coming at full speed towards me. I wanted to run but for some reason, my legs stayed glued to the ground. I froze with my eyes wide open. Thank god the car stopped in the nick of time just inches away from me. I apologized and from that day on, I always always make sure that I wait for the traffic light to turn green before crossing the road... unless in certain cases when there's really no car in sight.

    Great Accomplishment... When I first saw my O Level results, I was ecstatic! I stared hard at the results slip just because it was hard to believe those were even my results! My form teacher was like, "Wow! Amirul. You did it. These are very good results! You've improved by 5 grades in most of your subjects!" I was proud of myself. All those late nights burning the midnight oil were worth it. And I even passed my Pure Biology paper, which I didn't bother studying for JSYK. Haha.

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