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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, October 19, 2008
Toil
 I've already set a deadline. Come January I'm outta here. Things I need to do: - set up an Australian bank account - patch things up with insurance - liquidate time deposit (not implying I'm in anyway rich mind you) and for the little things: - gifts for Christmas - what I'll leave and what I'll bring - hmm, been fancying of getting myself a camcorder - Of course I have to prepare for the worst. That is, no income for the next six months. Good thing I'm not a family man. Still have three months to do all this though. Incidentally, gotta talk to basky and lei. I need people to talk about stuff. All What I'm really waiting is my 13th month pay so I have some more security financial wise. Mr. Destiny, what do you have in store for me, man? posted by Quentin |
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