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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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Monday, May 29, 2006
Random Pics: The End of Summer
It's been cool (more like, hot), it's been grand, and it's been memorable. This actually is the first time in my hermitty life I did something for my summer and might I say, the adventure was good.
Which makes me want to go back into my hole all the more, lol. Anyway, here are some random tidbits in the life of the hermit.  Flores de Mayo passing through our street. Yeap, I was lounging in the computer rental shop below our condo. Along with a bunch of noisy, smelly kids. Which makes me smelly as well.  The same view at day time. Quiet eh? But not behind me. The same noisy, smelly kids are still there. Everyday. They cuss a lot too. Somewhere in heaven, angels lose their wings at an alarming pace.  The same street, viewed from outside. Our condo is on the left at the far distance. Couldn't see it because of the bright lights.  I went to play somewhere else, and the little guy beside me thinks the world is his mouse pad. Look, look. It's helluva funny and bothersome at the same time.  This is my dream house. It's for sale. And is just around the corner from our condo, really accessible from Boni circle. Guess I need to sell my kidneys for Php2M each just to get this crib. posted by Quentin |
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