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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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Saturday, November 11, 2006 { 11/11/2006 11:00:00 PM }

I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. he said,
"boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but i loved your grandma so."

We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.
Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead
Of her, i found this letter, and this is what it said:

If you get there before i do, don't give up on me.
I'll meet you when my chores are through;
I don't know how long i'll be.
But i'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till i see you again,
I'll be loving you. love, me.

I read those words just hours before my grandma passed away,
In the doorway of a church where me and grandpa stopped to pray.
I know i'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;
But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.

If you get there before i do, don't give up on me.
I'll meet you when my chores are through;
I don't know how long i'll be.
But i'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till i see you again,
I'll be loving you. love, me.
Between now and then, till i see you again,
I'll be loving you. love, me.

Collin Raye: Love, Me.

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This song is really very touching. It doesn't really involve me that much but it just touch my heart when I hear it. Sigh. -dazes-

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Today was fun. WET but still.... fun. Hahaha. A little dull at the starting but at the end, it was okay for me. Hahaha. And OH YEAH. THE BROWNIES (FUDGY WUDGY something something Brownie)... it was like so 'WHAO'. It was really chocolatey lar. I'm seriously getting fatter this holiday. Ah. JIA LAT.

Christmas this year seemed abit more cheery than last year? But its not as strong as last time back in 1999 or 2000. And there isn't a white christmas tree! I want a white christmas tree. I think they look really nice. Shucks.. guess I'm stuck with green ones this year. At least this year it looks not that bad too. (:

Work Attachment is coming to an END! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOO! :D
Lol. Getting sick of....of... *. :X
Thats all I'm writing now. Heh.

Cooro! if you're reading this...
ANH YEU EM
:D