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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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Sunday, April 01, 2007
The Room Upstairs
I had a real blast last Friday :)
 The Room Upstairs is located in Nicanor Garcia St (er ... ave?) just after Makati Ave while going straight in Jupiter  The place is nice, with a relaxed crowd. It's not a place for full jamming, but it is where you could enjoy delicious pasta dishes while listening to a live band. No, not your run of the mill, "I cry for my sadness" sort of bands, but those that actually play music o_O  A saxophone player getting ready to hit a note  I like this picture. I asked Nadja to pose something that's commercial ad worthy for a cement mix brand. I mean coffee >:D  Drip's front lead, Beng Calma. I couldn't stop facing her direction o_O Nadja had the correct word when she said I was "mesmerized". I mean why not? Anyone can be pretty, but not anyone can be pretty + talented + cool. And I love her smooth, seductive, singing voice, rawr. Mistook her for Michelle Branch :*)  Two silly women posing as mannequins XD posted by Quentin |
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