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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, January 06, 2008
Head Still A Bit Achin'
I wonder what I'm coming down to?
Been feeling woozy the whole week and I'm pretty sure I'm not ingesting anything suspicious except the medicine. I stopped chewing wall paint years ago that's for sure. Biro po. Anyway a new week is about to start and here I am not feeling well at all. Not good. Let's wait for another week. If this keeps up I'm going to heavily suspect those medicines. And bite my doctor's head off. posted by Quentin |
9:41 PM
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