Aylwin Gan
23.04.1990.
Ngee Ann Poly
ex ACS(BR)
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I'm lame. I love Squash.
Has the love for Running
Shoe-addict
Nachos and Mac&Cheese for life

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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Friday, December 30, 2005 { 12/30/2005 03:45:00 AM }

' Vida, Give me back my fantasy
The courage that I need to live,
The air that I breathe.
Cariño mio, my world's become so empty.
The days are so cold and lonely
And each night I taste,
The purest of pain '

Something is missing in me. I have no idea what it is.
Those lyrics somehow explain how I'm feeling now.

And is this current status....its what I want for now?
I somehow feel free... but this freedom made me feel 'lost'.
Missing of something.
Is it love?
or just my imagination?

I really want a friend. A friend which i can just pour out all my details.
My brothers are great. but i just want a friend i can probably just pour out my feelings unto.. someone who can listen to me. Yeah... a good, special friend.

Sigh...

and its freaking 3am+

'aylwin-