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		<title>That&#8217;s what friends are for</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 04:34:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Apparently that when you are friends with someone you do things you usually won&#8217;t do. In fact, you&#8217;ll go places you never go. In fact we would die for them. Gladly lay our lives down for them. But we will never bow before them am I right? Hahaha Oh well I was thinking I would [...]]]></description>
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<p>Apparently that when you are friends with someone you do things you usually won&#8217;t do. In fact, you&#8217;ll go places you never go. In fact <strong>we would die for them</strong>. Gladly lay our lives down for them. But we will never bow before them am I right? Hahaha</p>
<p>Oh well I was thinking I would add an extra to that, you <strong>would even blog a tag</strong> for them! Hahaha</p>
<p>I guess people want to know more that&#8217;s why they tag you but what if we refuse to do? I mean should I get offended if you don&#8217;t accept my tag? Hahaha</p>
<p>Oh well, this is for my dear friend whom I miss so much. My blogging Si Fu whom I owe this blog to (thats why no matter how much I don&#8217;t want I <strong>must pretend to be honored he tagged me</strong>). Oops did I type that out? Hehe. Here it goes!</p>
<p><em><strong>1. To watch or to participate?</strong></em></p>
<p>I am a <strong>keen observer</strong>. So watch out I&#8217;m not only watching I&#8217;m listening. I tend to pick things up visually and be able to reconcile all the details in my head without trying it out. That helped me learn throughout my younger &#8216;anti-social&#8217; years. BUT now I realise I learn more when I am involved with people. I do not learn about the thing we are doing but I learn about the person. It <strong>fascinates me that we are so very different in many ways yet so much connects us as humans</strong>. Many of life&#8217;s greatest and most important skills cannot be learnt by just observation that is my conclusion. Therefore now I participate&#8230;..but be careful, I&#8217;m watching you.</p>
<p><em><strong>2. Malls, catalog shopping, or the Internet?</strong></em></p>
<p>I love catalogs. I can <strong>read specifications for hours</strong>. Then when I found the thing I like, I just search on the internet for the best place to get it. Run into the mall and get it then run out! I&#8217;m more like a 3-in-1 come to think of it. Hahhaa</p>
<p><em><strong>3. A bath or shower?</strong></em></p>
<p>Adino&#8217;s creativity to try to make every answer a poem is driving me crazy. How could he do that? Oh well, I will just answer straight forwardly. I love showers. <strong>HOT showers</strong>. Hot until it steams up the entire bathroom. I could stay there for hours. I usually take these showers in the morning. Ah!!! Just had one this morning.</p>
<p><em><strong>4. To talk to people by telephone, in person or by email?</strong></em></p>
<p>Phone&#8230;I believe that is the medium in which least miscommunication can happen in my context. I believe that to be the case only when people are clear communicators la. Still it provides the means for the most effective communication in our culture where people hardly have the time to meet.</p>
<p><strong>In person though is the ideal</strong> that I would prefer.</p>
<p><em><strong>5. Typing or writing?</strong></em></p>
<p><strong>I can&#8217;t write for longer than 30 mins now</strong>. It hurts like mad&#8230;.I have only a few pens and the latest gift was from the Ang Family which I am so thankful for as it so useful to me now. So typing is the answer thought then I do music compositions, I prefer writing somehow the flow of ideas are better</p>
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		<title>Have you seen my childhood?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 16:23:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is me, What do you think? Cute? I have been tagged again! Sigh, I am totally hesitant to do this, but I&#8217;m doing this for someone who requested that I be more personal in my blog. I don&#8217;t know how to get more personal then to tell you about my childhood. Have you seen [...]]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><em>This is me, What do you think? Cute?</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">I have been <strong>tagged </strong>again! Sigh, I am totally hesitant to do this, but I&#8217;m doing this for someone who requested that I be more <strong>personal </strong>in my blog. I don&#8217;t know how to get more personal then to tell you about my childhood. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Have you seen my childhood‚Ä¶..?</strong> I can&#8217;t remember much of it. I have been asking myself why for years. I&#8217;m also going to share that reminiscing on this is very painful for me. For the past few months all I have been trying to do is forget my past. So for the people who requested this please know I&#8217;m shaking inside as I write this. I want to burst into tears but I can&#8217;t as there are people around me now‚Ä¶.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">This is because <strong>I cannot look back without travelling through the memories that haunt me.</strong> For example in trying to think of this, I was brought to remember that I have a picture that means a lot to me about my childhood. I laminated it nicely and gave it to someone I cared about and now it is gone‚Ä¶.I don&#8217;t even know how to describe how important that picture is to me. Remembering things of my past somehow doesn&#8217;t bring back anything good nowadays.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-on-baby-chair.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-140" title="me-on-baby-chair" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-on-baby-chair-300x183.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="183" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lionel-and-me-toddlers.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-136" title="lionel-and-me-toddlers" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lionel-and-me-toddlers-300x222.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="222" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">Here now is another of me. This one is me and my bro. Cute? He was way cuter. Still is.</span></em><span id="more-132"></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Delivery:</strong></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/infant-me.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-133" title="infant-me" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/infant-me-300x267.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="267" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">My nickname was <strong>rugby head</strong>. So Wen Cheang I think we had a little in common although I was not sucked out I think. It was on March 29<sup>th</sup> 1983 at 8:30 pm. I made my mom stay in the hospital for more than 12 hours. Too shy to see the world then and I still don&#8217;t want to come out. I think I did it just because I love my mom so much. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Name:</strong></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lionel-and-me.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-134" title="lionel-and-me" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lionel-and-me-300x257.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="257" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">It is a simple process as a Chinese member of the family because our surname is ‚ÄòLim&#8217; and ‚ÄòKok&#8217; is what all the boys have on my father&#8217;s side. Then the last part of my name is making the Chinese word ‚ÄòWeng Yew&#8217; which means ‚Äòglory&#8217;. So I&#8217;m ‚ÄòWeng&#8217; and my brother is ‚ÄòYew&#8217;. Our names together meaning <strong>Country&#8217;s Glory</strong>. My English name starts with L as all the rest of my family members do. Leonard, Lillian, naturally little Leonard is Leon then came Lionel see the pattern? One thing you should know is I do not love my name. It has brought me great strife because I believe it&#8217;s a <strong>God given name</strong> that I have to live up to. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">My Size:</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">All you have to know is I came out bigger than my brother, I&#8217;m not sure how I&#8217;ll end up. At the moment He has beaten me in size‚Ä¶.I don&#8217;t know if I should challenge him anymore. Hehehe</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Interests:</strong> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">Arranging books. That&#8217;s what I&#8217;m told. Also I was told I sighed a lot and asked questions like </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Leon (3yrs)</strong>: ‚ÄòSigh, sigh&#8217;</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Mom</strong>: Son why are you sighing so loud?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Leon</strong> <strong>(3yrs)</strong>: Jesus said He is coming back soon. Why He still haven&#8217;t come back wan? (Malaysian style English; indication of my early love for this country)</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">Other than that I wouldn&#8217;t remember much. Because everything in the world fascinates me til today. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-on-bike.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-141" title="me-on-bike" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-on-bike-220x300.jpg" alt="" width="220" height="300" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><em>My mini Cagiva!</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-and-bike.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-137" title="me-and-bike" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-and-bike-300x188.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="188" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><em>As you can see, certain interests start at a very young age. I certainly had always been born to ride! Wooohooo!</em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Reactions towards living things:</strong></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/mom-and-me-on-swing.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-143" title="mom-and-me-on-swing" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/mom-and-me-on-swing-165x300.jpg" alt="" width="165" height="300" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">My mom said the moment I came out, she knew that I was going to be God&#8217;s instrument. So somehow when she said that it felt as if I found what I was created for. Therefore my reaction towards living has only found purpose is what God created. I love animals, trees, insects, and practically everything in nature. I learnt to swim since I was a toddler. I was quiet, hated medicine. But I was often sick‚Ä¶</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Best Friends:</strong></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-and-charis-liew.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-138" title="me-and-charis-liew" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-and-charis-liew-300x207.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="207" /></a></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">You know what? I made really good friends when I was young. I was friendly, outgoing and so much more but now it is definitely not the case. I remember not much of the friends I had. I do remember their names. Charis Liew (the girl in the middle) who was the same age who is a pretty young lady now. Julie Lim, Jeffery Lim, John Lim ( I heard he has a fine voice). Joshua and Joy Ooi. They were those that grew up with me in BCM now if I may say time has drifted us apart. You know what. Thinking back, those were happier times. Not a care in the world.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Favorite TV Shows:</strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">I can&#8217;t remember honestly. Macgyver I guess. Still watching the episodes now</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">Early Talents:</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">My mom noticed my music talent. I still am puzzled how. I am deeply thankful to God for that for I would not know what I&#8217;d do in life without music‚Ä¶.Other than that I was an <strong>intellectually curious </strong>child. A new term I learnt recently. I couldn&#8217;t stop wanting to learn all I can. I taught myself as much as I could and would constantly be observing others to learn. I know this as until now this is how I am. One more thing I had this obsession with Maths. My marks were either 99 or 100 in primary school. Haha . But that is because I liked the teacher. Encik Sabdan. I wish for somebody who can tell me how he is now. I also hope he remembers me. In secondary school, I hated the teacher so no more 99-100 haha. So my talent I found out was scoring A&#8217;s for the teachers I love ahhaha. O</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">ther than that as the picture below suggests, my other talent was <strong>torturing my brother.</strong></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-pulling-lionels-ears.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-142" title="me-pulling-lionels-ears" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/me-pulling-lionels-ears-300x201.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="201" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Greatest Fear:</strong> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">My <strong>greatest fear</strong> was <strong>people</strong>. Still is‚Ä¶.sorry I won&#8217;t elaborate because it hurts too much ok? I have spent my life living to people&#8217;s expectations and yet they‚Ä¶‚Ä¶I honestly don&#8217;t know why people always look at my faults rather than how much I have given my all for them‚Ä¶.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">I fear being apart from my parents. I know that I fear of how I would never stop crying when separated from my parents. I also know that it is going to happen again. Soon‚Ä¶..only God can tell.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">Favorite Foods:</span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">I don&#8217;t know. My mom says I hated medicine. I am picky about that I eat but definitely not as picky as Wen Cheang who was a horror to feed. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Bad habits:</strong></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lionel-and-me-bald.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-135" title="lionel-and-me-bald" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lionel-and-me-bald-300x194.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="194" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><em>Wanted! The &#8216;Bad Boys&#8217; bald Mafia &#8216;Lim&#8217; brothers. They look alike today no change!</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">My mom says I&#8217;m an angel until I was in my teens. Other than that I don&#8217;t remember </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "><strong>Entertainment:</strong> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">Looking back, my happiest moments were on my piano. I remember the faint voice of an angel as I would describe singing with me. I miss that so much. I&#8217;m tearing now‚Ä¶.God forgive me. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: ">This is enough. It truly hurts so much. I don&#8217;t want to remember how beautiful it was. It makes it so painful because the state I am in is pathetic. It makes me feel I just can&#8217;t be Leon anymore. I started this blog to indicate my new life that indicate that I&#8217;m a new creation a new start and new beginning. I no longer want to look back. So my dear friends, if it&#8217;s possible, don&#8217;t ask me to look back anymore at the mean time ok?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"><a href="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/mom-dad-and-1-yr-old-me.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-144" title="mom-dad-and-1-yr-old-me" src="http://leonlimkokweng.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/mom-dad-and-1-yr-old-me-197x300.jpg" alt="" width="197" height="300" /></a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em><span style="color: #000000;">So there you now know a little more about me. I hope you will really cherish your friendships you have. Don&#8217;t lose sight of them. Friends are the gift God gives us to represent His grace. Also love them not because of what they do but love them because God loves them. Always remember to be seasoned with love and forgiveness. Remember always the golden rule. Do only to others what you would want them to do to you. God bless you my friends. </span></em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #000000;"><em>I&#8217;m not going to tag anyone this time.<span> </span>But I will have fun reading all that you guys write about. To all my friends. You are dear to my heart. Always.<span> </span>I love you guys!</em> </span></p>
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		<title>I&#8217;ve been tagged. Noooooooooooooo&#8230;.</title>
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<p>You know what? Unlike my dear friend  <a href="http://www.adinochang.com/archives/the-precious-autograph-book.html#comments" title="Adino Online" target="_blank">Adino</a>, I was never deprived. That doesn&#8217;t mean I was part of the popular group of students in school. I was ANTI-SOCIAL. I <strong>hated </strong>this stuff. I didn&#8217;t even want to be in the class magazine thing. Refused to pay that extravagent price for some things I want to forget. Hated taking pictures. I&#8217;d rather disappear and I did for a long long time. They probably are asking if I am still alive. Hahaha.</p>
<p>That was the <strong>past</strong>! Now I&#8217;m a changed man. All credit due to my lovely gal Miracle whom you could see in both picture and <strong>video (many couldn&#8217;t see that there was a small video link)  </strong>format here. They say when you become a father the world around you changes. Why didn&#8217;t they mention about being a God-father?</p>
<p>As  responsible God-father, I shall now attempt a <strong>feat never seen before by mankind</strong>.<span id="more-48"></span> You may call the Guinness book of records, maybe also the Malaysian book of records to verify this. Hahahaha</p>
<p><strong>I shall answer these questions!</strong></p>
<p>Drum rolllllllllll&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.</p>
<p>1) What is your favourite <strong>movie</strong>?</p>
<p><em>Simon Birch in the past</em></p>
<p>Recently it is Meet the Robinsons</p>
<p>2) Who is your favourite <strong>singer</strong>?</p>
<p><em>Lea Salonga (Tops!). I tend to like female voices more. My dream is that my wife will have a beautiful voice *blink*blink* </em></p>
<p>3) <strong>Which song</strong> gets you grooving in the morning?</p>
<p><em>Me? The song of the Motorcycle Exhaust. Some other days, I just love singing any song my heart wants to sing to the Lord </em></p>
<p>4) What is your favourite <strong>fruit</strong>?</p>
<p><em>Guava! Guava! Wuawa! Wawa!!!!</em></p>
<p>5) Who is your <strong>best friend</strong> (excluding your family)?</p>
<p><em>Donny Tan Tee Whey? Because he is the first to open me up to the world of friendships&#8230;..But I have come to have alot of best friends whom I have learnt to trust with all my heart</em>. Guys I didn&#8217;t list you here don&#8217;t be fretting ok? Haha</p>
<p>6) Name <strong>one activity</strong> you would like to indulge in, in your free time.</p>
<p><em>Hmmm just one?  Sigh.   Sleeping I guess </em></p>
<p>7) When was the last time you <strong>laughed so hard</strong> till your sides hurt?</p>
<p><em>Oh no! I don&#8217;t laugh. hehe I really can&#8217;t even remember<br />
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<p>8.) Do you recall your <strong>last dream</strong>?</p>
<p><em>Yeah! It was quite a nightmare, because I was dreaming of losing the person I love the most in my life. Sobbing in my sleep.</em></p>
<p>9) What is your all-time favourite <strong>hobby</strong>?</p>
<p><em>Singing!!!!!!</em></p>
<p>10) When was your <strong>last holiday</strong> without the children?</p>
<p>Firstly, I don&#8217;t have any&#8230;SOB SOB SOB!! I love children!!!! Secondly, I will not go on a holiday without them until they have their own families I guess. I think its not stressful to be with them. Some of you are already cheekily smiling, this young man dunno what he is saying. I do, my parents always took us along. I&#8217;m proud of that!</p>
<p>I&#8217;m done!!!!!! Its a new record. The whole world can see now who I am. *blush*</p>
<p>Now I must proceed to pass this legacy to the next generation</p>
<p>To <a href="http://mikeleo8.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Mike Leo</a> the father of my God-daughter, You&#8217;ve been TAGGED!!</p>
<p>To <a href="http://www.xanga.com/ensl" target="_blank">Siew Lee</a> the friend I&#8217;ve come to know, Gotcha!</p>
<p>To <a href="http://tabster23.blogdrive.com/" target="_blank">Tabby </a>a friend I&#8217;ll never wanna lose. I have just made your life more difficult hahaha</p>
<p>To <a href="http://claudiaran.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Wen Cheang</a> aka THE MAN, spill it out boy!</p>
<p>And last but not least <a href="http://www.dsweetzfaithkim.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Faith </a>if you would do me the pleasure</p>
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