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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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Thursday, September 01, 2005
Will it be to the US for Me?
My team leader who went to the US has begun itching the management that I go there. And why wouldn't I? THREE of my very good friends are there together. My team leader, my best friend, and my travelling pal (my best friend's hubby) are there. My travelling pal has already recommended that I do offshore assignments for the project, which would evolve into me being sent onsite.
In a way, I am glad that there are people who are good to me. But in another way, I wouldn't really want to go anywhere else. I am employing my cousin as a direct seller so now she at least have something to earn, I'm reading good stuff about financing lately, and I wouldn't want to be too far away from friends (and uh, prospective women). Ah better stop thinking about it. Even if I go there I don't think I won't be long. Besides, it's way too early. Two other projects are under my coat right now. At least I have something to busy myself with. posted by Quentin |
10:24 AM
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