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Azwan - Takeshi

20th March 1992.

A 21-year old body with a mind far beyond comprehension.

History:
-Qifa Primary Sch
-Bukit View Secondary Sch
-Ngee Ann Polytechnic
-Specialist Cadet Sch 15/13

I'm a:
-Shinobi
-Anime Otaku
-Photographer
-Traceur
-Audio-visual Freelance
-Instrumentalist
-Artist
-Skater
-Biker

Things I love:
-Anime
-Photography
-Speed Biking
-Music
-Elsa (elec guit)
-Belle (acoustic guit)
-Dust (semi-acoustic guit)
-Skating (land/ice)
-Badminton / Tennis
-Drawing
-Parkour
-My cat
-Siti Nurhidayah Binte Osman <3



I don't dare to kill even an ant.
p.s Kill animals and I'll hunt you down.

I may be quiet most of the time.
But if you're willing to talk, I may talk for kilometers. =P

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"A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.” - Ernest Hemingway"


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    Monday, March 29, 2010
    What's the date again?
    Na minna!

    What's the date again?

    March 29th 2010!

    Which means my bloggy here's lagged by another week, huh?

    Shitsurei.

    Happy 46th Birthday to Mum! ( today )

    And a Happy 48th Birthday to Dad! ( 3 days ago )

    Had been busy with stuff.

    Stuff like what?

    Hmm let's see...



    ...



    ...



    ... oh?

    Mhm... mainly work and anime.

    Yea, I know. Typical of me.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Let's see what I've done this semester holiday:


    Paint job ( 1 day ) - me + uncle + aunt whole house paint job ( $70)

    Mover ( 1 day ) - shifted aunt's belongings to her new crib ( $20 )


    Repackaging ( 1 day ) - stupid job which I don't wanna emphasize on ( $50 )


    Adam Khoo Learning Technologies Group ( 3 weeks ) - Workshops, workshops, workshops. And lots of taxi claims too ( $750++ )


    Warehouse ( 3 days ) - sort out artificial flowers, maintain warehouse, blablabla ( $135 )


    Oh well, there's two more weeks till the start of a new academic year.

    Let's see what else I could find within those two weeks.

    Gonna spam cash in my pocket like hell.

    I've learnt that bragging and complaining about being poor doesn't help AT ALL.

    We have to do all means to change who we are.

    At the start, I didn't even have cash to travel to the workplaces.

    To be frank, I asked for help for a few notes from my uncle.

    And he did.

    I thank you very much for your help.

    Pride must be put aside. Hmm.

    Yea well...

    >.<

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Oh yea, I spotted some F.A.I.L at some locations.

    Here, take a look :


    (Woodlands Ring Pri) S.T.O.P - What does 'S' stand for? Stop. FAIL.


    (ACS Barker Road) The old boy doesn't wish to be named, huh?


    (Jurong Point) Mum wanted to buy a kettle, so we walked around and saw this. It's a kettle, fuck! Not a pot! SUPERFAIL

    SUPERLOLS.

    Hmm.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Anyways once again I went through another supernatural phenomenon.

    I did an Adam Khoo Lear..... blablabla (too long) workshop for 3 days @ Rulang Pri Sch Library.

    There were quite a number of bookshelves there.

    Well, not as much as an NLB one =P

    This book caught my eye:


    The book's titled 'Transformations"

    What's unique about this book is that for all the 3 days I spent in the library, the book turns to a certain page by itself.

    This is what happened:

    Day 1 - I walked around and saw the book. It caught my eye straightaway. It was opened to a certain page. I decided to flip it to the cover. Before I went home I checked to see if it was still closed. It was back to the same page. I closed the book again, making sure I was the last one to leave the room.

    Day 2 - I was the first in the room. I put down my stuff. Then I remembered about the book. I decided to check it. True enough it was back opened to that same damn page. I closed it again. I did the same thing for about three times that day, and again making sure it was on the cover page before I left the room.

    Day 3 - It was back to the same page. Thus I let it be.

    The book, when opened.

    To be more detailed, the page is about the transformation of a human into a sparrow, looking at the stars from a roof.

    I'm not sure why or how it's related to this mystery.

    And for those of you wondering, the room is AIR-CONDITIONED, the book was LYING DOWN FLAT and there is totally NO possible way for natural wind to have blew the cover up and flip to that same damn page.

    Everytime I stared into the cover page of the book, I felt human chills.

    I wonder what else I'll see if my third eye's still opened.

    Oh well, it still remains a mystery.

    As long as my third eye remains closed.

    I won't want it to open again.


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    Well then, enough of the chills, time for me to hit the bed.

    Having work tomorrow.

    Second day of the warehouse thingy.

    Till then.

    Oyasuminasai.

    Az1



    Monday, March 22, 2010
    I'm Back!
    Presenting...

    THE NEW ME!

    HAH!

    *this picture is too ugly to be displayed

    Okay, you know what, whatever.

    It's been millenniums since i wrote a post on this blog.

    Wari na Minna.

    Well then, first of all, thanks to this sweet little girl who posted the thing below.

    Thank you so much.

    Thank you.

    Looking at those past photos, I came to realize that cute chubby child who looked so innocent turned into an emo guy who, to some people, looked freaky.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    I've been busy with my TEMPORARY job in Adam Khoo Learning Technologies Group.

    Many schools to go to, many hings to collect and sort out, not including those great memories, those lessons learnt, and those great kids out there who made me want to enter childhood again, 'cause it seemed so much fun.

    Met great and fun-to-be-with kids from Woodlands Ring Primary School, St Patrick's School and Rulang Primary School.

    Other schools I've conducted are ACS Barker, Millenia Institute, and my secondary school during understudy, Bukit View Secondary School.

    In each school I go to, there were vast differentiations that I could take note of.
    The buildings.
    The environment.
    The teachers.
    The kids.
    The school system.
    And their canteen food. =X

    All in all, whichever school I go to, everyone were students, waiting for their full potential to be unleashed.

    Gambatte na.

    Went to Woodlands Primary last fortnight.

    And I'm going there again!

    Conducting a different class this time.

    5 Jasmine and 5 Ixora .

    Which class should I take? Hmm..

    5 Orchid , I'll look forward to seeing you guys again.

    You orchids miss me right? Chey =X
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Well, speaking of schools, my 2nd year in Ngee Ann Polytechnic will open its wings for the first time in exactly a month's time.

    I would like to wish all Polytechnic and ITE students the best of luck with the beginning of the school term.

    Hopefully this year would be a better academic year than the previous.

    Azwan, you're already 18, and taking your car license next month.

    I need to change. For the better. Hopefully I could step into school grounds as a different person. As a different man. As a different friend. As a different mentor. As a different student. And hopefully I can live life as a different person. As a different brother. As a different son. And as a different follower of Allah. Change the word 'different' to 'better'.

    Then it makes more sense.

    I just want to be a better person, that's all I'm asking for.

    I hope my body will cooperate with my mind.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Well then, I was so lagged, I forgot to check my exams GPA.

    Here are my results:



    Those who complain of it being a small picture, FUCKING CLICK ON IT!

    Hahas.

    I can't believe I got this result!

    GPA 3.7!

    ~YESSAH~

    And I got C+ for ITT -.-

    Well then, I'm having too much Anime.

    10 hours per day.

    Gosh, that's sooooooooo much time.

    Having ACS Barker again tomorrow, 1230-1630h.

    Hope I get a great trainer to work with.

    Ja na minna.

    Oyasuminasai.

    Az1



    Friday, March 19, 2010
    18th!
    20th March 2010 is here! ^^
    And guess what? That cute small kid (points to left) has turned EIGHTEEN (18). He he. Time flies so fast and not he's at th legal age. Decided to make this year a special one because bro has been looking forward to this day so much. Ha ha.

    Firstly, Thank You So Much God for bringing him into this world. Thanks Mum for giving birth to him. Thanks Mum and Dad for giving us th correct necessities in life for us to live up to this age.

    So yes, 18 is th age to freedom isn't it? Heh heh. He's gonna get a driving licence soon I guess. And it's all gonna be sponsored for. Okay let's clap clap.
    -
    This is supposed to be a surprise thing but he knows about it anyway. Azwan's asleep now so I guess he'll read this tomorrow. (:

    This post is gonna be filled with his childhood pictures so pardon me okay readers. ^^

    -






    I guess I have to admit he's th best sibling I can find in this world. I bet no other brother treats their sister in a way he does towards me. He's been th best and no words can describe how much I love him. It's a lie to say we've never fought once in life. Cause we did each and every second while we were young, to th extent that I remembered hating each other during our childhood times.

    He's been in my life for almost sixteen years now and I cant imagine how life would be without him. I remembered few years back when we called each other names and shouted vulgarities across each other. I remembered being very rude to him, not even respecting him as an older sibling.

    But despite our quarrels, there were times when he was really sweet to me..

    1) He kissed me, when I was little. I vaguely remembered th day he did, but hey, we looked sweet don't we?

    2) Then I remembered jumping on th bed with him, getting bored and taking Mum's old camera to take pictures together, wearing same kinds of clothes.


    3) And wherever we go, he'll always be by my side. Never left an empty seat beside.

    4) And there were always times when we fooled around together.




    5) We still did spend our time together. And we usually think of th same camera pose each time.



    And as years passed by, we became closer. Wherever I am, that's where you are. You taught me to be a better person in life. You were there when I needed someone to talk to. You were always there when I was lonely and needed someone to accompany me out. You taught me th meaning of life. You taught me how to move on with sadness. You pampered me with your love. You pampered me and gave me your time. Even when you're tired, you still have time to spend time with me. And I bet not many brothers in this world would do that.

    You even gave excuses to friends at times because you already planned to go out with me. And you always remembered and never broke it. ^^
    -

    Now that you're eighteen, I hope you wont change and will remain th same like I used to know you. I still need your love and care.
    -
    Last but not least, I LOVE YOU! He he he. Happy 18th birthday yay ^^ Okay, I don't knw when we'll get to celebrate it together since you're pretty busy these days. (:

    Sorry I wasnt able to prepare our most recent pictures together. Those two up there will do. I have tons in my phone. But bleah, before readers get sick of me, I'd better not put up too many pictures eh?

    Okayyy, bye bye readers! I love you all muahmuah. Hehe, if you think I'm a sweet sister, go to my blog okay!

    www.petrifiedlove.blogspot.com ^^



    Hello readers, Azwan is currently very busy right now. Too busy that he has no time to update his blog. Hehe, who am I? Some person living on th same planet called Earth. -_-

    Okay, I'm Lia. His sister. Just want all of you to know that you really have to drop by this blog tomorrow. 20th March 2010. What day is it? Heh heh, those of you who have been stalking him should know okay! ^^

    There'll be a very long post from me later exactly at midnight, which is Saturday 20th March 2010. Okay, stay healthy everyone. Haha. Byebye. Do visit my blog too if you've got time. (:

    www.petrifiedlove.blogspot.com



    Thursday, March 04, 2010
    The Days when I Fucked Up
    Na minna!

    Tadaima.

    Today is a Thursday.

    And my last post was on last Sunday, which was soooo a few decades ago.

    Gomen.

    Anw I had been busy since last Monday.

    Let me start off..

    Last Monday, I met Derrick and Zhong Han, my secondary school mates, for an interview.

    Adam Khoo Learning Technologies Group Pte Ltd.

    Heard of it?

    Mhm.

    Interview at 12.

    I was so glad all three of us nailed it on the spot.

    And best of all, he asked if we could start immediately.

    So we said yes.

    And so the very coincidentally, my secondary school had it's first day's I Am Gifted workshop today.

    And so we took our shirts and cabbed there.

    People were surprised when I got back to school.

    "Eh, that's Azwan! And he's wearing Adam Khoo Shirt?"

    Oh well, people do recognize me, as expected.

    Despite my freaking long untidy mane.

    I took a photo of half the population in AVA room.



    And then, bla bla bla and bla happened.

    Well, typically alot happened, and I do not wish to go into further depth.

    It was the same for Tuesday, the second day of the workshop.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    But I didn't attend it on the last day.

    I had another job to do.

    Repackaging.

    Royal Sporting House plastic bags.

    Industry @ Tanah Merah.

    With Sheam and Soon Eng.

    WOW I keep meeting my ex-schoolmates these few days.

    Soccer, swimming, job interview, even in jobs.

    Hah!

    Well back to the point.

    Repackaging was like child labour man.




    A pallet of boxes containing plastic bags.

    Opening old boxes, and folding small new ones

    New boxes with the plastic bags, stacked neatly

    And well, as I was doing my stuff, I noticed this:



    Know what?

    Does Reebok Logo look exactly like Facebook Logo?

    Or is it vice versa?



    After being done with 5 killer pallets, we finished the job at 1845h.

    And we, being silly people, took the bus home.

    I changed buses three times.

    And reached home at 2130h.

    2 and a half hour on the buses.

    Shiokness.

    Reached home, bathed and slept at 3am.

    Shredded. =X

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Well I woke up at 1300h today, no surprise to that.

    Met sis in front of the salon at 1600h.

    I need a haircut.

    Adam Khoo policy stated so.

    Image conscious.

    Well I know I had to facilitate in schools, and it requires me to be neat and smart.

    But after the woman cut my hair and commented that I was cute, I looked at my reflection.

    "Azwan, don't ever regret cutting your hair for the sake of your job."

    I kept telling that to myself.

    Well, it wasn't any use anyway.

    Our plan of goinf to Bugis was cancelled.

    Due to me being not used to my hair.

    So me and sis went home.

    Haiz.

    Now my friggin Sasuke's hair is gone.

    Haiz.

    It's ok, be reassured Azwan.

    It'll grow back in no time at all.

    Yea right.


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    And oh yeah I changed the look of my guitar!

    By pasting stupid pieces of printed paper.

    Hahas it sounds retarded.

    Here's how it looks now!




    Well then, I need to have a good rest still.

    My back's still aching after that laborous repackaging job.

    Till then.

    Itekimas.

    Oyasuminasai na mina.

    Az1



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