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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The significance of my name.

In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight. ( I just added this shit because the coolest man ever asked me to)
If you do not know my name.....
JUST PLEASE CLICK ON THE X SEEN ON THE UPPER RIGHT CORNER OF YOUR SCREEN.

Hi I'm Jan Leon Tan. (duh uh! I suppose you know me now.)
When I was in high school, the janitors in my school called me Jan Leon.
My friends, on the other hand, called me Panot. (Don't bother asking why.)
But as days go by......
My beautiful name evolved into different forms.
Today, people call me Leon, Leoney, PAnot, Panotski, Notpas, and finally....
Sexy-Whore-With-Receding-Hairline. (Screw you people calling me these awful sounding names.)
Oh! Before that it was simply JAN. (sounds better in my ears)

LEON!
I know it is unique.
I got my name from my dad. His name is Leoncio.
Leon is the filipino translation for lion.
Mind you, I never roar. I aint wild or load. I just like to keep to myself.
So instead of roaring.....
I would MIIIIAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW AND PPUUUUURRR like a cute cute putty tat.
Anyways......
The trash collecting company in Manila is called LEONEL WASTE MANAGEMENT. The company and I have the same vision - keep the streets clean. Yeahmen, treehugger here!
The pen I am using right now is LEONE. BEST PEN EVER. It is short and hard like..........Marvin's.
My ELECTRO professor's name is LEONOR. Yeah I know you dont care. But yeah whatever, you're reading it anyway!
One of Rizal's many chikadoodles is named LEONOR Rivera. Sounds like Leon or Rivera. WTF labo haha
If you play grand theft auto, the guy there is named Leone. ( not sure of this one)
In France, there is a city called Lyon where you can buy LEONidas chocolates. Cool eh?

BOW.

PS. Lion are still cats. We still purr or meow every once in a while.


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