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The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy. |
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Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Thanks Well-Wishers
Thanks to all who greeted me ^_^ I am loved and humbled.
My ex mailed me as well about my birthday, and that's the reason why I am making this post. It's an ambivalent feeling, being greeted by an ex. I have never seen her since the day we broke up in front of the Manila Cathedral. It was a dramatic scene, me calling out her name while she walked away -- leaves were falling down from the trees -- it was dusk and faint music can be heard from the cathedral. Maybe I should write a poem about it sometime ^_^ But anyway, we still keep in touch in some way. It's kind of puzzling to understand why people should at most, not keep up with an ex. I mean, it's the walking, talking legacy of a love that has failed is it not? No matter what form of sugar-coating people will say that it was never meant to be or whatever, it just gives you that itsy-bitsy uneasy feeling at the pits of your stomach. Still, her intentions were sincere. I know, because she's someone I used to love. 1 Comments:
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