The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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.
Friday, April 28, 2006
The Chronicles of Sagada: The World is My Oyster!
Well, I'm off to my next adventure.
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages."
-- William Shakespeare from As You Like It (II, vii, 139-143)
This trip would conclude my summer escapades. After this, I guess it will be time to revisit my social life.
Oh, still going to decide that is ^_^ tee hee
Have reached the late part of the second quarter of 2006 and might I say, it has been exhilirating. The month of May is just around the corner, and well, it reminds me of a few things.
Namely, it's the time the summer cicadas begin humming in our home barrio in Cavite. The cacawate trees will be bearing fruit [or rather, beans], not that they're edible. But it's because I had an ongoing challenge of trying to grow a bonsai out of that tree for the nth effing time.
It's not a good candidate though, as technical as bonsai-making goes, because it grows too fast. And it has weak wood structure.
And the other things is, hmmm. Ah, well, forward!
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