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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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Thursday, September 08, 2005 { 9/08/2005 08:26:00 PM }

Today, 3 Persons seriously needed a damn tight slap right to their faces. A reeaaal TIGHT one.

1. The lecturer
2. The other lecturer
3. The asshole who chose the food for lunch

These bloody ass-es were irritating me. The lecturers were very smart. Bombarding us with lectures.

No wait... I rephase again.

BOMBARDING us with MORE THAN 10 Lecture Presentations. Bloody hell. Not to mention, the super stuffy hall they put us into. But tell you what. Lets do this the time sloting format.

5.30am: Mom woke me up at a wrong time. It was supposed to be 1hr later. Knn. Wasn't able to go back to sleep.
6.30am: I woke up and dragged myself to the toilet.
6.50am: Left the house
7.03am: Reached school. Quickly changed into my Full Uniform.
7.15am: Changed finish.... Placed our stuff at admin room and walked to the transport centre to wait for our bus.
8.05am: Bus came. We complained we had came to school too early.
8.06am: Off we go. To Hong Kau Secondary School. (Basket... its at Jurong West)
8.16am: We're on the expressway...caught in a jam. There was this 506 bus in front of us with an advertisment of Foot massage thingy. So it shows 2 bare feet with faces. Amusing.
8.20am: We still see the same bus in front of us.
8.31am: The SAME bus again in front of us. This time, Poosiang got really sian and he started talking cock about St. Mags girls from one bus later jumping to the top of our bus. 'W-T-F'.
8.41am: We're sooo late. We're supposed to reach there at 8.30am.. but... Sigh.
8.46am: Like... what the hell? We've been faced with the BLOODY same 506 bus in front of us for 40mins. We're getting really irritated here.
9.04am: THE SAME BUS IS STILL IN FRONT OF US. KNN. NEARLY A DAMN HOUR LOOKING AT THE FREAKING SAME ADVERTISMENT.
9.06am: Finally out of the jam. FINALLY. So the uncle cheong to the school. We recieved news that everyone was waiting for us. (Everyone = 500-600 of them)
9.25am: We walked into the hall. They were watching Spiderman.
9.30am: Lecture starts.
10.30am: A break from 2 lectures. Me and poosiang tried looking for the SMSS. We wanted to find the chance for Jerry.
11.02am: Back to our seats and await for the next presentation.
12.25am: LUNCH. I was super starved.
12.45pm: Fall in at parade square and admin stuff.
12.55pm: We ate our lunch. This asshole who chose the food needs to be slapped. No. Slap is too nice. A PUNCH indeed. It SUCKS. NB.
1.05pm: Poosiang and me finished first so we went to the hall to slack. Then soon, the others started comin up.
1.25pm: We tried to help Jerry talked to Diane from SMSS. But he failed. Wasted.
1.45pm: A 2nd try. Jerry was sitting down. I was sitting next to him the whole time. Then his SMSS called out to him. Wanting him to say Hi to Diane. but he said: 'OH SHEET! WHA LAU!!! What you all trying to do! Bloody malu lar!'. ... oh well.
1.55pm: Joshua Tan and Joshua Lee were pestering Jerry to go for it. In the end, I told Jerry, I'll support whatever decision you choose. He smiled. Thats good.
2.04pm: Lecture again. Bombard-tions began.
3.03pm: Buey ta-han. Lucky now is break. Jerry and me were complaining how numb our butts were. 'Lao-ya' chairs.
3.30pm: Break's over. Jerry and me tried taking pictures together but we sort of defeat the purpose. So dun ask.
3.35pm: The lecturer's getting on my nerves. He's talking too much cock.
3.45pm: Because I helped jerry copy down notes just now while he's sleeping... Now it was my turn to sleep while he copies.
3.52pm: Woke up. Went back to sleep.
4.03pm: Arh... slightly better. Arh well. I was feeling kinda high then.
4.15pm:Jerry and me were talking about our game activities for the Unit camp.
4.23pm: Starting singing songs to him.
4.27pm: Still singing.
4.33pm: The lecturers' were getting more irritating.
4.47pm: I need a stick.... to shove it up their damn ass. I'm feeling too agitated. NB.
4.48pm: My feet are feeling cramped bcos of the new boots.
4.57pm: Seriously.... does anyone have a stick? KNN.
5.10pm: Still singing songs to Jerry. I was getting ultra crappy too.
5.17pm: ALL LECTURES ENDED. Thank goodness.

Nuff said. Poosiang managed to get Daine's number for Jerry. The rest you should figure it out.

Therefore... I have wasted a total of nearly 12hrs of my life. BASKET. STROKE THE ASSHOLES' BALLS LAR.

God bless all. I'm really shagged.
-ayl.