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"So I'm not moving."

about me.
Aylwin Gan
23.04.1990.
Ngee Ann Poly
ex ACS(BR)
machonacho.tumblr.com

I'm lame. I love Squash.
Has the love for Running
Shoe-addict
Nachos and Mac&Cheese for life

My Dream.
An ordinary person who hopes that one day he could open a cafe of his own. A well-known cafe where it serves great food, being friendly with everyone and making new friends. But hey, can't a guy dream? hahaha


This is my 2nd dream. I want to earn enough money to help the organisations that are fighting against Aids and HIV in Africa. I'll go on a mission trip to Africa and help the people too and I'll show them that there is at least 1 guy out there among the 6 billion people on the earth that cares for them.

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Tuesday, August 16, 2005 { 8/16/2005 09:09:00 PM }

Ever lost something big and important that was entrusted to you for safekeeping?

Well... I did. Nearly actually.


Today, I really scared the sheet out of myself. I totally freaked out in public. But at least, if you managed to retrieve back the item, you don't mind all those actions you done in public and you would just plainly forget about it.

The item was the most important thing to many lives. And what is it? Well... It is the KEY to the NPCC Admin Room. You would have no idea what will happen to me if I ever lose that KEY.

On my way home in the bus, I was just seating down, feeling all drowsy and stuff. Was really tired. Near 7pm if I recall correctly. I just look at my history notes because got a damn test the next day. Then i suddenly just want to double check if i got my admin KEY still with me.

Placed my hand into the pocket... checked. Only feels like....my wallet and nothing else. I took out my wallet and checked the contents inside...no KEY. Checked that pocket... 'nothing'? Checked all the pockets. EMPTY. DIE. Serached my bag... Nothing too. Thats where I freaked out. I acted like some lunatic in that bus. Good thing not many pple though. Scanned the floor of the bus... nothing too.

I totally panicked. Then many thoughts came into my mind.

What will happen to me? My squadmates are so gonna murder me. Mr Tang will skin me alive. I'll give Mr Tang a very bad impression of myself. No one will ever trust me! Should I even go to school tomorrow?

It was super scary. So I had no choice but face the music. Called Jerry: 'Hello...' 'Jerry?' 'Yeah?' 'You're...you're so gonna kill me.' 'Huh?' 'You're really gonna hate me man.' 'Huh? What happened?' 'I...I lost the Admin Room KEY.' *Short Pause* 'HUH?! REALLY? Did you checked properly? Is the Admin room locked first?' 'Ya... Its locked' 'Okok. You check again... I'll call you back.'

I had some tears coming out. DEAD. I AM SO DEAD. I checked in my pocket again while standing up now as i was near my stop. Wallet...then something rough. *GASP*. ITS THE KEY! So i called jerry asap and told him its found. He said: 'Wha lau... scared me like hell man.' 'I know..I also scared myself more... Sorry abt it. Bye then.' 'Bye'.

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I really sang prasies to the lord. It was so fucking scary. Rah. 'Nuff said already lar. I hope it won't happen again. Really the most shocking feeling in my life.

And there came our new favourite quote from my squad and I:

- *Slaps* 'What is the meaning of this?!' -

Sorry to Jerry again if I had really freaked you out too.

-ayl. - [Lordtootz]