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		<title>A Time For Thanksgiving</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2011/11/25/a-time-for-thanksgiving/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2011 14:11:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am not an American.  My version of thanksgiving as such. I am thankful for this country where I call home.  She may be tiny; her citizens may have plenty of complaints (myself included); but Singapore is still one of the few miracles in our modern world that continues to draw people of different origins [...]]]></description>
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		<title>What Does Corpus Christi Mean To Me?</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2011/06/27/what-does-corpus-christi-mean-to-me/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2011 04:53:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Try this out the next time you and your partner have an argument: Hold his or her hands while you argue.  I first heard about this idea from Wedding Encounter years ago.  Holding someone&#8217;s hands or even hugging that someone while trying to be mad at him or her is, believe it or not, very hard [...]]]></description>
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		<title>On A Night Of Insomnia &#8211; A Little Diary</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2011/06/06/on-a-night-of-insomnia-a-little-diary/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2011 14:09:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[insomnia]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Every night, the moment my wife slips out of my embrace is the moment I am briefly woken up, if I am asleep by then.  That happens all the time because living beings do not stay still when sleeping.  Do they?  One time, I observed my dog back in Hong Kong.  I think he dreams. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Merry Christmas, And A Brief Summary Of 2010</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/12/24/merry-christmas-and-a-brief-summary-of-2010/</link>
		<comments>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/12/24/merry-christmas-and-a-brief-summary-of-2010/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2010 23:00:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[christmas]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[doodle]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[What a year 2010 has been!  By the time you read this, I am very much on my way leaving town, looking forward to meeting Cynthia&#8217;s family and enjoying the serenity of an Internet blackout.  Back to basic, somewhere in Indonesia.  I can imagine how I would hear the ringing in my ears at night, [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>21</slash:comments>
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		<title>How I Met My Mother (At A Dumpster She Said)</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/11/17/how-i-met-my-mother-at-a-dumpster-she-said/</link>
		<comments>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/11/17/how-i-met-my-mother-at-a-dumpster-she-said/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 06:50:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Linguistic]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Photography]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Hong Kong December 2008 / January 2009 Trip]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Spanish class]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[In one Spanish class, our teacher Alejandra posed a question: How did you meet that someone important in your life? For those who have kids at home, you must have been bombarded by soul searching questions like this.  What a way to relive your childhood.  As for me, attending a Spanish class is as close [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Blog Because &#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/10/06/i-blog-because/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2010 14:42:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[blogging]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[doodle]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[My blogger buddy Walter has written an excellent post on why he blogs regularly.  I have been wanting to write a similar topic for ages.  So why not do it now? I blog because &#8230; I am highly imaginative? I have this special ability to look pass the pathetic statistics and number of comments in [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>7</slash:comments>
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		<title>How To Quiet The Prancing Horses Inside Your Head?!</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/07/15/how-to-quiet-the-prancing-horses-inside-your-head/</link>
		<comments>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/07/15/how-to-quiet-the-prancing-horses-inside-your-head/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 16:35:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[This is a pretty heavy topic.  But I am sure some of you can handle. Once in a while, some trusted friends of mine would confide in me the situations they faced &#8211; at work, in relationship, or life in general &#8211; and hope to hear my perspective.  I love listening to stories and answering questions.  [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>6</slash:comments>
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		<title>Summer Blog Episode 3 &#8211; My Table In My Primary School</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/06/22/summer-blog-episode-3-my-table-in-my-primary-school/</link>
		<comments>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/06/22/summer-blog-episode-3-my-table-in-my-primary-school/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 00:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Bob the Bot™]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[summer blog 2010]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[My memory of my primary school life has been fuzzy.  Of the few fragments that I remember, there were those wooden tables that we used at school, unlike perhaps the fine furniture students use today.  The surface though smooth, was uneven.  You could trace the texture of the wood and you could see the little [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;When I Was 18&#8243; &#8211; A Spanish Homework</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/05/19/when-i-was-18-a-spanish-homework/</link>
		<comments>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/05/19/when-i-was-18-a-spanish-homework/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 16:22:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Linguistic]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[My Hobbies]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Spanish class]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;When I Was 18&#8243; - that was the topic of our Spanish homework.  In fact, our teacher Natalia left the age to be open.  It could well be when I was 16, when I was 24, when I was 30, when I was &#8230; OK, let&#8217;s stop here.  I mean, when I was 16, my life [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>19</slash:comments>
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		<title>Alcohol And I &#8211; A Story Of Our 2 Years Of Separation, Thus Far</title>
		<link>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/01/25/alcohol-and-i-a-story-of-our-2-years-of-separation-thus-far/</link>
		<comments>http://www.wilfridwong.com/2010/01/25/alcohol-and-i-a-story-of-our-2-years-of-separation-thus-far/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 12:21:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Wilfrid</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[alcohol]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[teetotaler]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Last weekend, I have quietly celebrated the 2-year anniversary of not having a single drop of alcohol in my blood stream.  I even faked drinking that glass of champagne on stage, during my friend&#8217;s wedding when I was the emcee and my sister&#8217;s wedding in Hong Kong and in Singapore.  Of the many questions I have received over [...]]]></description>
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