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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, November 29, 2005 { 11/29/2005 09:40:00 PM }

Sunday: Had party at Ivan's house. Not a bad time. Just that i actually did not want to cook at all but heck, just cook for those peeps. However, just that something bad happened and all the mood and activities were gone...disrupted and such. Sigh. but must really thanks Ivan for inviting me to the BBQ. Thnks man! (:

Monday: CC training again. This time, it really sucks lar. I don't know. Haiz. After training, went to KFC for dinner and we saw this stupid sign. Hahaha... I'll upload the pict if I managed to get it first. Hahaha..

Today: Woke up at 8am. My eyes couldn't stay open. Then made my way down to the NGH for my throat-nose thingy. I waited from 9.10am to 11.15am. KNN. Buey ta han.
Then finally see the doctor, he scoped my nose!!, took pict INSIDE, cleaned my nose, scoped my ears too, TOOK PICT TOO then cleaned it. BASKET. its damn sick and all lar. Nuff said. He says i need surgery to get rid of some swollen stuff in my airway.
Need to stay at the hospital for one night. SO ITS UBER SCARY. I have sort of a phoebia for needles and injection and such. FISH LA. All for the sake of braces...

After the briefing and all, doctor advised me to take an allergy test. I thought its HARMLESS (as in, no blood involved and all). HOWEVER, I got bloody conned! I got PRICKED 19 TIMES. HOLY SHUCKS MAN. You have no idea how damn pain it is to be pricked 19times and in an orderly fashion!!!!!!! !#&*%^$!!!!
Then i had to sit down for 45mins to watch a blardy video abt getting rid of allergies? NNB. and my arm were swelling lar. AURGH. screw it... I'm pissssed.

*breathes in and out*

after the stupid hospital visit, went to Thiong bahru to play Maximum Tune then went to Dover to meet Celine and Ivan. Had lunch at secret recipe and nice nice Ivan treated me! wooo.....THNKS LOADS MAN. Then walked back to his house, played abit of pool. Before that, was doing tarot carding with both of them. Then joel and his brother came. Played pool then 5.30, went off with Celine and ivan walked us to the station.
I went to find bean at SP then in the end I became a coolie worker. Went back alone then bean suddenly told me he coming back alone so i met up with him and we walked back home from Thiong Bahru.
Now, I'm just damn tired and jst hung up on the phone with beanie and mousie. Was laughin our asses off about crappy stuff. Hahaha
'i wonder how it will be if you found out...'
nites all and god bless!
'aylwin- *attempting to burn down NGH*