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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, August 11, 2008
The Pleasantness of Reverse Karma
Two months and counting.
I think I have one post where I said that I don't want to interact with my neighbors here in my humble place (condo building). Before I knew it, I find myself cooking something for them every Sunday. Cakes, muffins, cookies, lasagnas ... I dunno. I've always been a giver. I'm a person of near infinite immateriability (that a word?) to people I choose to be with. Don't take me wrong, I don't intend for people to have their respect because of my generosity or hear myself getting exalted (now that's just lame). I just do. Enough of that. The reason why I'm writing this is because I have sweet neighbors. Whenever they give me free lunch or dinner, I get so happy it's euphoric. To you guys, thank you :3  posted by Quentin |
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