<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589</id><updated>2011-07-09T03:07:59.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo</title><subtitle type='html'>Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>950</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8373245276565709451</id><published>2009-08-08T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:20:43.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First, Last Post</title><summary type='text'>Okay.It's been so long since I posted in this blog.  Several reasons, one of them is that I've started a new life already when I've migrated here in Australia.  So many new things, so many good things, so many exciting things.I'm pretty sure I haven't and can never discard that part of my brain where I keep my most dangerous thoughts (to myself and to others).  But one thing's for sure.  I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8373245276565709451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8373245276565709451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8373245276565709451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8373245276565709451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-last-post.html' title='The First, Last Post'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-9043573497168661839</id><published>2009-01-26T07:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T07:13:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Hermit</title><summary type='text'>The hermit is ...blessed with so many things.  So many, many things.  Yet the hermit cannot get what his heart desire the most.He forgot to count the blessings because of this one desire.Irony.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/9043573497168661839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=9043573497168661839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/9043573497168661839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/9043573497168661839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-hermit.html' title='To The Hermit'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1631902871181957033</id><published>2008-11-10T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:09:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short</title><summary type='text'>I have so many photos in my laptop.Just one bad hard disk and they're all gone.  I have a lot of plans for them though.  Print them, post them, do effects on them.  But in my idle time, I always do something else.  Perhaps I don't have to tell myself I'm at fault.  I just do what I would naturally do.  Perhaps if left with nothing but the simple things in life, no responsibilities, no duties, no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1631902871181957033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1631902871181957033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1631902871181957033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1631902871181957033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-short.html' title='Life is Short'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4964215162856768576</id><published>2008-11-06T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:06:35.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Symbolism.</title><summary type='text'>There's this door I want to get in, but it's not open.  I can peek at the window, but the curtains are drawn.There's another door that I can enter freely, but it's sorta dark inside.  Yet in a way, it feels so comfortable.There's a third door that I may be able to come in to, but I think it's not the place I truly want.I wanted to get back to the first door.  It's what I want.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4964215162856768576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4964215162856768576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4964215162856768576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4964215162856768576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/11/symbolism.html' title='Symbolism.'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7888027251116861210</id><published>2008-10-26T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:10:08.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo: Over Plans and Plans of Palabok</title><summary type='text'>* Nikki Gil is singing in the background *Looked at all the ingredients to make palabok.  Crab stuff.  Garlic.  Calamansi.  And some other ingredients.Hmm.I have a reason to make these.  And it's not to satisfy myself.  Gotta wake up early tomorrow.  Make it as great as possible.  And then someday, someday, I'll have no reason to make great things.  Do I really need one?Yeah I need one.  Jeez, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7888027251116861210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7888027251116861210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7888027251116861210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7888027251116861210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Emo: Over Plans and Plans of Palabok'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7936291871752597647</id><published>2008-10-20T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:26:51.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thud</title><summary type='text'>I was looking at what cover letters were like (you know, letter that goes before your resume).Realized that, if I was a fresh grad I'd make it flowery and embellished as possible.  But now, what it looks like to me is that it makes you look like a whore out to woo her next customer.Seriously.I'm beginning to see the reason why I should be my own boss.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7936291871752597647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7936291871752597647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7936291871752597647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7936291871752597647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/10/thud.html' title='The Thud'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8294765230557927326</id><published>2008-10-19T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:43:50.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toil</title><summary type='text'>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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8294765230557927326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8294765230557927326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8294765230557927326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8294765230557927326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/10/toil.html' title='Toil'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7894379951638375177</id><published>2008-10-17T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:22:38.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Follow You into the Dark</title><summary type='text'>Love of mine some day you will dieBut I'll be close behindI'll follow you into the darkNo blinding light or tunnels to gates of whiteJust our hands clasped so tightWaiting for the hint of a sparkIf Heaven and Hell decideThat they both are satisfiedIlluminate the NOs on their vacancy signsIf there's no one beside youWhen your soul embarksThen I'll follow you into the darkIn Catholic school as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7894379951638375177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7894379951638375177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7894379951638375177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7894379951638375177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-follow-you-into-dark.html' title='I Will Follow You into the Dark'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6739111064351056113</id><published>2008-10-14T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:54:23.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts:  A Rainy Morning</title><summary type='text'>Woke up today, didn't get the sleep I wanted the night before but I think it's enough that I won't drift at work.Decided not to make packed lunch and have a little fun with officemates come 12.Got out the door and the first thing I saw was my neighbor's pooch.  Been long since I had a dog.  I used to have a favorite I've named Gringo Brutus.  Sort of a mongrel from a Welsh Corgi blood line.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6739111064351056113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6739111064351056113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6739111064351056113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6739111064351056113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts-rainy-morning.html' title='Random Thoughts:  A Rainy Morning'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2395088623673308776</id><published>2008-10-12T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:45:49.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BWAHAHAHA</title><summary type='text'>Man this clip made my day XD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2395088623673308776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2395088623673308776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2395088623673308776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2395088623673308776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/10/bwahahaha.html' title='BWAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-982927677328498845</id><published>2008-09-30T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:57:01.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Who Holds the Guitar</title><summary type='text'>I was having random thoughts in my head, and a person popped into my mind.I met her more than a couple of years ago, had an hour's walk talking about anything.  She was an awesome woman.  Intelligent, ethereally beautiful, and most of all ... she sings and plays the guitar :oDunno if she remembers me though.  Doesn't matter ;D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/982927677328498845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=982927677328498845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/982927677328498845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/982927677328498845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/she-who-holds-guitar.html' title='She Who Holds the Guitar'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5549157068316074671</id><published>2008-09-27T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:11:01.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark:  A Stream of Thought</title><summary type='text'>The lights were dim, and I feel sleepy.All I could do was crack jokes and have my thoughts somewhere else.  This is my half-happy state.   There's somewhere else I want to be, but that 'where' place don't exist.  So I might as well be here.  In the dark.  I'm not alone.I utter a name inside my head.Again and again.  My stomach is churning from all the beer and from all the wickedness.  There's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5549157068316074671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5549157068316074671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5549157068316074671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5549157068316074671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/dark-stream-of-thought.html' title='Dark:  A Stream of Thought'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8951627863369956544</id><published>2008-09-24T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:26:45.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Anti-Emo Musing of the Month</title><summary type='text'>If there's a yin, there's a yang so to speak.Half the time I activate a very reckless persona that I immediately have to yank it back into my head.  Seriously, I'd get in trouble if it comes out in an inopportune time.  My personal health is at stake here.Incidentally I realized that after almost having a fist fight with a six footer dude.  Misplaced male bravado.~~~In other news, I need some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8951627863369956544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8951627863369956544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8951627863369956544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8951627863369956544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-anti-emo-musing-of-month.html' title='Random Anti-Emo Musing of the Month'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5545049166121931082</id><published>2008-09-22T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:10:38.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Emo Musing of the Month</title><summary type='text'>I think these are the times I still want to be dead drunk.  Anything to abort a mental routine that starts up in my brain whenever I couldn't release it the right way.  It's analogous to a worm in your PC, I have this program in my head that executes if I'm not preoccupied enough.  What it does is put me into a self-destructive state.  I've tried diagnosing it once before, but I'm not shrink.  So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5545049166121931082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5545049166121931082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5545049166121931082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5545049166121931082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-emo-musing-of-month.html' title='Random Emo Musing of the Month'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-819864935185243019</id><published>2008-09-14T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:21:22.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quo Vadis?</title><summary type='text'>Now that I've let the most important people know about it, might as well write it here.On the 11th of September, 2008 I've received news.  My visa is approved.  I'll be leaving within four months, not decided when yet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/819864935185243019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=819864935185243019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/819864935185243019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/819864935185243019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/quo-vadis.html' title='Quo Vadis?'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7644560757427228810</id><published>2008-09-06T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:55:33.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night of Oktober</title><summary type='text'>Man, Friday was a blast.  After coming out of a strip joint *cough* dota *cough*, me and some officemates decided to explore the sorroundings.  It was surreal.  First time we saw San Mig Ave in a different light ... with tons of strange people, both foreigners and uru-khais alikeAfterwards, well a beer or two is always a good thing. Imma social drunkard.  I mean drinker.  We called it a night at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7644560757427228810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7644560757427228810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7644560757427228810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7644560757427228810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-of-oktober.html' title='A Night of Oktober'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4922627134339788574</id><published>2008-09-05T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:22:49.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Malunggay Conundrum</title><summary type='text'>One afternoon of grocery strolling and I chanced upon the veggie section.  Leisurely peering through each green leafy vegetable, I came upon the humble malunggay.  I've heard about it since I was a kid, but for the bloody life of me, I couldn't recall anyone cooking them for any dish.Curious, I took a sealed pack and figure out how to use it later.  This happened:Really.  I feel like a koala.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4922627134339788574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4922627134339788574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4922627134339788574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4922627134339788574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/09/malunggay-conundrum.html' title='The Malunggay Conundrum'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8455409576311055922</id><published>2008-08-30T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:12:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise</title><summary type='text'>There are causes bigger than your own.I've always known that there are things out there beyond what I see, beyond what seems to bug me. Beyond all the temporary highs and immediate satisfactions. And sometimes I forget about this fact.  I don't think I'll ever be a great man, who will do great deeds.  But I think I know that I can fight for something.Causes bigger than my own.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8455409576311055922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8455409576311055922&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8455409576311055922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8455409576311055922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/08/paradise.html' title='Paradise'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2636741723447059422</id><published>2008-08-11T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:32:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pleasantness of Reverse Karma</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2636741723447059422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2636741723447059422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2636741723447059422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2636741723447059422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/08/pleasantness-of-reverse-karma.html' title='The Pleasantness of Reverse Karma'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1617265618008313724</id><published>2008-08-06T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:24:52.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Memory Restoration Project</title><summary type='text'>I've always claimed I have a low memory span.But aside from munching brain food every now and then (or munch on brains in case I become a zombie), the reason why I have a bad memory span is because I choose to.  And so without risking the emo side of that, I have come to a plan of action.I will slowly, gradually collate my most vivid memories of the past decades.  I've  lived fairly long (read: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1617265618008313724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1617265618008313724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1617265618008313724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1617265618008313724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/08/memory-restoration-project.html' title='The Memory Restoration Project'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3474768056185929916</id><published>2008-08-03T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:02:50.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Advent of a Blurry Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>I call them Why-So-Serious CookiesToday I was trying to make cheese cake.  Damn thing is difficult to accomplish.  What always comes out of my oven is some bread like material and none of that delectable, creamy cake I see at cafe shops.Or maybe it's because I'm looking at the wrong online source? :DHrmf.  I think I already have everything in my place.  In fact, I just got myself a skateboard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3474768056185929916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3474768056185929916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3474768056185929916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3474768056185929916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-advent-of-blurry-tomorrow.html' title='In the Advent of a Blurry Tomorrow'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8354135303141490395</id><published>2008-07-31T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:33:27.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isa</title><summary type='text'>Ah, gawa ako ng cookies.Ayos to para may kakaiba sa hapunan.  Bago to a, magkakaron ako ng bisita.  Lam ko ermitanyo ako, laging may sariling lakad, may sariling mundo.  Hindi na umisod ang utak ko na parang iba.  Ewan ko ba, abnoy nga talaga siguro ako.  Linis dito linis doon.  San ko kaya lagyan ng dekorasyon?  Ah bahala na, ilagay ko na lang sa ref yung manok.Pero di natuloy.  Eto ako nag-iisa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8354135303141490395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8354135303141490395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8354135303141490395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8354135303141490395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/isa.html' title='Isa'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7308337406494091485</id><published>2008-07-25T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:23:28.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love the Whole World</title><summary type='text'>Watched that little jingle for Discovery channel.I dunno, stuff like that is good to watch for people like meWhen I see pictures like this, it makes you think how little are troubles really are in the grand scheme of things.  The whole world is just awesome</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7308337406494091485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7308337406494091485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7308337406494091485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7308337406494091485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-whole-world.html' title='I Love the Whole World'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7556774197864040091</id><published>2008-07-17T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:11:45.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinorado and Inevitability</title><summary type='text'>Ever since I've had my place, it looks like this place turned into a food blog.I guess when I'm busy enough, all those chaos inside my head wouldn't manifest itself into something decidedly ugly.Which in itself is a good thing.Lots of exciting stuff ahead still.  There's so much possibility with this kind of freedom.  Now that I don't sink myself into work that much (yeah, once the clock hits the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7556774197864040091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7556774197864040091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7556774197864040091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7556774197864040091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dinorado-and-inevitability.html' title='Dinorado and Inevitability'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4664708793897283325</id><published>2008-07-15T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:39:42.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread of Awesomeness</title><summary type='text'>Monday night found me with a lot of overripe bananas and a yearning to bake.  So, here's what came out of the ovenIt's brown.Made with cinnamon, a spoon of Hershey's cocoa, some raisins, and the usual bread ingredients and you have an awesome bread.Okay maybe it is half bread and half brownie (though some may argue brownies are breads).  I was able to put in just enough sweetness that it doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4664708793897283325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4664708793897283325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4664708793897283325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4664708793897283325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/bread-of-awesomeness.html' title='Bread of Awesomeness'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3958865770004455852</id><published>2008-07-14T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:38:46.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onions and the Garlics of Life</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how to make spaghetti sauce.But for some reason, some instinct told me that I'm going to have to saute garlics/onions put tomato sauce then put everything else after.  However, I so don't want those icky spaghetti sauces locals and Jollibe make.  That deep red, annoyingly sweet, boring sauce don't really appeal to me.  Even as a kid.Then when I tasted a Sbarro made spaghetti, I said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3958865770004455852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3958865770004455852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3958865770004455852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3958865770004455852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/onions-and-garlics-of-life.html' title='Onions and the Garlics of Life'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6187639088050571066</id><published>2008-07-10T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:43:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt of the Earth</title><summary type='text'>It's been more than two weeks of cooking and might I say, I don't have patis in my condiments.  How does a Pinoy survive without one?I certainly think using that iodized salt wouldn't give that special salty flavor, but I think what I'm aiming for is trying out foods without it to know the subtle flavors of the food I cook.  Flavors that gets overwhelmed and easily overlooked.Unfortunately, I was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6187639088050571066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6187639088050571066&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6187639088050571066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6187639088050571066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/salt-of-earth.html' title='Salt of the Earth'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4367079796358158235</id><published>2008-07-09T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:18:11.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of Some More Touch Ups</title><summary type='text'>I plan to invite guests in my little room for dinner every now and then.  However, if there's gonna be eating, I'd need a larger table.  I do have a table where my laptop is, but it sure is not enough to hold a nice munch session.It's more of a breakfast table / ironing board / what-have-you kind of table.  For the most part, it serves the purpose at present.  So I'm hunting for a relatively </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4367079796358158235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4367079796358158235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4367079796358158235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4367079796358158235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/thinking-of-some-more-touch-ups.html' title='Thinking of Some More Touch Ups'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-941622795611702707</id><published>2008-07-08T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:14:51.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I baked too much muffin last morning.  Brought it to office.  My officemates liked that shit.  Looks like more incentive for me to learn more stuff.Muff muff muff ... muffin!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/941622795611702707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=941622795611702707&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/941622795611702707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/941622795611702707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/muffins.html' title='Muffins'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7200341980585060039</id><published>2008-07-06T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:38:07.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crib \m/</title><summary type='text'>I was pondering in front of the oven, watching the rellenong bangus I made til I decided, what the heck let's take pictures :)My cooking set: oven + induction cooker + rice cookerMy fridge is getting crowded ...The grand view.  Not that it's as grand as Niagara falls or anythin'.  I have a balcony and I use it.The other sideThe men's room.  Neat and tidy.  Hope I don't get anymore wasted episodes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7200341980585060039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7200341980585060039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7200341980585060039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7200341980585060039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-crib-m.html' title='My Crib \m/'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5057582208015817135</id><published>2008-07-04T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:30:19.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><summary type='text'>Like the world that just wouldn't stop spinning ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5057582208015817135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5057582208015817135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5057582208015817135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5057582208015817135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5953296938173667533</id><published>2008-07-03T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:06:09.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Culinary Adventures of the Urban Hermit</title><summary type='text'>Alright.  Got some cooking equipments.  The first thing I did was make leche flan.  Not so sure if it's any good.I've also tried making chicken afritada.  And like all beginners, I successfully burned it.  Induction cookers are quite powerful o_OBut like all things, there's a next time.  I should've stirred the damn pot.  There's also the matter of me walking from megamall to san antonio village </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5953296938173667533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5953296938173667533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5953296938173667533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5953296938173667533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/07/culinary-adventures-of-urban-hermit.html' title='The Culinary Adventures of the Urban Hermit'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5803617060024970704</id><published>2008-06-30T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:16:46.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Mistake</title><summary type='text'>Damn induction cooker.The damn thing prefers certain pots!  Now I can't cook dinner.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5803617060024970704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5803617060024970704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5803617060024970704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5803617060024970704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-mistake.html' title='A Big Mistake'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4287793363915322112</id><published>2008-06-26T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:50:48.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Rain</title><summary type='text'>I guess I'm beginning to have simple things in life worth living for.Yeah.  A garden.  Surprised myself :o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4287793363915322112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4287793363915322112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4287793363915322112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4287793363915322112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-rain.html' title='After the Rain'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1164632158518487775</id><published>2008-06-18T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:55:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Post</title><summary type='text'>Ahh, still basking in the after glow of Batanes.So to those who have access to my multiply account, go check it out, as well as my friends'.  They're the one who took the awesome shots.  I'm there just to have fun shooting.In other news, I simply cannot stop thinking what to do with my new place.  It's only just a studio type room, but hell, it was quite unexpected that I'll have endless things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1164632158518487775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1164632158518487775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1164632158518487775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1164632158518487775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5273285428239511779</id><published>2008-06-02T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:16:43.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RT: Itty Bitties</title><summary type='text'>Hmm, no random thoughts for the longest time.  So here're the pent up goodies.~~~I had a dream last night.  It was gory.I killed two dozen people.  With a sword.No, I don't think I'll be a homicidal maniac anytime soon.  But I'm wondering why my brain decided to play a Kill Bill episode.  It felt good though.  So, yeah be wary about that thought of mine. Mwahahaha.~~~Playing a new online game, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5273285428239511779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5273285428239511779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5273285428239511779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5273285428239511779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/06/rt-itty-bitties.html' title='RT: Itty Bitties'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4671193142423217369</id><published>2008-05-27T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:47:08.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Side of the Moon</title><summary type='text'>Mmm.  Once I get this blog redesigned, I'll make it more cheery.The background tile (it's the characters for 'Fa Mulan' for those of you don't know) is from my old website.  But the after-effect of the content never changed.  It's still a drag of all the mental baggages I have that I couldn't otherwise release.  Because hey, in real life, I'm all good yo.Now that I've known tons of CSS, I'd like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4671193142423217369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4671193142423217369&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4671193142423217369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4671193142423217369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/bright-side-of-moon.html' title='Bright Side of the Moon'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4361053053105069369</id><published>2008-05-26T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:11:15.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antisocial Behavior</title><summary type='text'>Taken from wikipedia:~~~Common characteristics of people with antisocial personality disorder include:    * Persistent lying or stealing (me: not so much)    * Recurring difficulties with the law (me: uhuh)    * Tendency to violate the rights and boundaries of others (property, physical, sexual, emotional, legal) (me: yeah, I'm charming that way)    * Substance abuse (me: well, I abuse drinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4361053053105069369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4361053053105069369&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4361053053105069369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4361053053105069369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/antisocial-behavior.html' title='Antisocial Behavior'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2685696476363748523</id><published>2008-05-26T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:12:10.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Mad Existence</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, that's a line from a classical song *guess* *guess*So there I was, in a swirling void of self-destruction (as usual).  Geez, at this age, I should be doing something else.  Mmm.  Must be my elven blood.You know, sometimes I just think I'm a pointless dot in existence.  In the grand perspective that may be true.  Then again, us mortals only have this perspective:  the things we see with our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2685696476363748523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2685696476363748523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2685696476363748523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2685696476363748523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-mad-existence.html' title='This Mad Existence'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8363660462306249535</id><published>2008-05-22T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:22:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Evil Me</title><summary type='text'>All of you love your family right?  Okay, more or less, but the general idea is there.But me, let's say I've become desensitized.  Ever since I've graduated college, I've been giving financial aid to my family non-stop for eight years.That's right, eight years of hard work.The extent of help I give don't just get limited to my direct family you see.  It also goes to my cousins and their families.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8363660462306249535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8363660462306249535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8363660462306249535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8363660462306249535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-evil-me.html' title='Another Evil Me'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8454878024483885598</id><published>2008-05-22T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:17:17.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams of Swimming</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I dreamt I was about to drop from a waterfall. I wasn't scared shitless at all.  I think I was saving something, or someone.  Couldn't recall though.  And then two people, whom I think I know, were worried that they came for me near the banks.I was holding on to a rocky edge firmly and could get out any time.But you know what I did?Instead of getting away from the edge, I let myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8454878024483885598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8454878024483885598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8454878024483885598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8454878024483885598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreams-of-swimming.html' title='Dreams of Swimming'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5964632653208546479</id><published>2008-05-21T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:05:41.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Boy's Dream</title><summary type='text'>You all know DMB's song Crash into Me right?Yeah, the other thing it does to me is cause dream-induced trances.  The music video also adds to the effect like some hallucinogenic drug.  The perpetually running day-dream area of my head conjures up water-color/scratched, jumping images of past memories.It's that powerful.And if reality doesn't knock every so often, I'd go lotus-eater style and stay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5964632653208546479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5964632653208546479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5964632653208546479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5964632653208546479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-boys-dream.html' title='In a Boy&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1784324524922805495</id><published>2008-05-18T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:56:51.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breath of Dirt</title><summary type='text'>I'm an asian that Don't feel like that allI've loved this landBut this land breathes me outA toxic fume, that's what I amBut I take in all of thisPolluted gaze and outcast glaresOh I'm sorry I'm not normalWish I could spit outAll the songs ofEvery rock metal bandMy own disappointmentIsn't giving me enoughTranquilizing effectWas I angry at the world?Maybe, maybe notOne thing's for sureIwantout.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1784324524922805495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1784324524922805495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1784324524922805495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1784324524922805495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/breath-of-dirt.html' title='Breath of Dirt'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2872815369310719047</id><published>2008-05-18T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:20:43.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a Little Bit of Your Ghost ...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;-- cool shirt given to me last Friday.I remembered watching this movie in with an outer space setting.  I couldn't remember what it is about now, but I do remember the ending.After all of the crew died, a robot is left tending to the artificial ecosystem (plants and stuff), watering them as the view fades into the darkness of outerspace.I find that disturbingly tragic.I mean, even though this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2872815369310719047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2872815369310719047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2872815369310719047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2872815369310719047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/still-little-bit-of-your-ghost.html' title='Still a Little Bit of Your Ghost ...'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6768761633813056610</id><published>2008-05-15T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:39:04.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iz a Bug!</title><summary type='text'>I've been doing some mental exercises (okay, first off that sounded weird).And I've realized I've been relying on a bad habit.  You know my imagination?  It's pretty active, but one thing that I also use it for is a narcotic.  I imagine things that make me feel good.Not that it's bad in itself.It's just that it's not really healthy.  I stay in this dreamland and waste time.  Hence, my hermit and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6768761633813056610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6768761633813056610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6768761633813056610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6768761633813056610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/iz-bug.html' title='Iz a Bug!'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-517038333648166241</id><published>2008-05-13T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:48:28.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uh, this blog hasn't had a happy thought since forever.Gone are the days I'd put effort in putting up a picture or two.  I've lost sight of what I'm doing this all for.Well, maybe for now.  I mean, you can't stay in one mood for too long.  Hmm.  The sun has been for gone for quite awhile.  Normally, I'd celebrate weather like this.  I love the rain.  I love watching storm clouds crawling in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/517038333648166241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=517038333648166241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/517038333648166241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/517038333648166241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/uh-this-blog-hasnt-had-happy-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4599653664554289946</id><published>2008-05-12T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:58:57.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Mortem</title><summary type='text'>Symptoms- general disinterest- sleeps early- goes to work early- cold hands- numb feet- absent mindedness in an increased level- feigning attention to matters- awkwardness- moody- new hobby to keep mind busyHmm.  I hate this.  I've seen this too many times before.  And this time, it's in my backyard.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4599653664554289946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4599653664554289946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4599653664554289946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4599653664554289946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/post-mortem.html' title='Post Mortem'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1620688018617992542</id><published>2008-05-12T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:25:38.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tektites</title><summary type='text'>So it went down.The beautiful light in the sky is now nothing more than embers and little tektites scattered throughout the land.But, some of my strength personas assured me that I did a good job facing up to it.  Took it like I should've taken it.  So ladies and gents, my fate is sealed.  I'll have to travel the road on my own from now on.  Who knows?  Destiny is a fickle story teller.  It knows</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1620688018617992542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1620688018617992542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1620688018617992542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1620688018617992542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/tektites.html' title='Tektites'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6153776178094357746</id><published>2008-05-09T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:05:41.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes</title><summary type='text'>... and still shout to the moon and say, YES!Let this little thing becomeThe light of a thousand sunsLet this worrisome lifeBecome a rose-colored novelFind new things, good thingsAnd see the world in its grandiosityI want to wake up where you areHear the sound of morning ocean wavesBecause in the end, I'm still goodIn the end all is okay and fine~~~Sorry, mood change :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6153776178094357746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6153776178094357746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6153776178094357746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6153776178094357746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes.html' title='Yes'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3407159195274530108</id><published>2008-05-09T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T11:38:49.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><summary type='text'>No brain, no blood, no oxygenNo sympathies, no pityNo worries, no white washed fencesNo warmth, no tearsNo mornings with words of phrasesNo fear, no despairNo anxieties of every little sortNo doubt, no troubleNo tumult in this wordless workPeace, I seekYet I seek it not you seeNo hate, no darknessNothing to touch and feel and weepThis road, so farI will fall, and stumble, and trip</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3407159195274530108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3407159195274530108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3407159195274530108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3407159195274530108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3135636218677736492</id><published>2008-05-08T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:33:12.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoon and Fork</title><summary type='text'>Believe it or not, I am soooo capricious with my decisions.These are really major ones that'll affect what future I'll have.  I would normally choose one and do away with it, live with any repercussions that will come along the way.  The thing is, the fork on the road is still way, way up ahead.And seeing that I'll be coming to it is killing me.Then again, all I have to do is summon up a mood to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3135636218677736492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3135636218677736492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3135636218677736492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3135636218677736492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/spoon-and-fork.html' title='Spoon and Fork'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1308762052169407198</id><published>2008-05-05T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:43:25.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cask of Amontillado</title><summary type='text'>The biggest punishment for a care free person is perhaps, give him something to care about.I don't know what's up with me these days.  At the office we had a little meeting late afternoon, and topic changed from things about work, to things about ourselves.  If it was me years ago, I would've stayed quiet and uttered a phrase or two to make me look good.  But thanks to having a lunch companion, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1308762052169407198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1308762052169407198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1308762052169407198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1308762052169407198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/cask-of-amontillado.html' title='A Cask of Amontillado'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8902593379237441878</id><published>2008-05-01T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:17:55.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, Labor Day</title><summary type='text'>And here I am at the office.I'm not bored.  At least I won't be if I stay home.  Geekily speaking, I have stuff I can do today non-work related.Yessiree, you heard me.End post.  I has werk to du.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8902593379237441878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8902593379237441878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8902593379237441878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8902593379237441878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahh-labor-day.html' title='Ahh, Labor Day'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5560467485993367489</id><published>2008-04-28T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:13:52.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word:  Quo Vadis</title><summary type='text'>Don't have much of everythin'Livin' in a corner in Boni that's not muchBut I've gots the goods and the mood to matchIt's 8 pm and I'm here still on a rollNo sympathies for me for I need none at allSo hear this, good people of the worldI'm no kind, gentle-hearted soulSometimes maybe, I am arrogant for my own goodUttering drama about the past and things I never understoodStill cool despite the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5560467485993367489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5560467485993367489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5560467485993367489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5560467485993367489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/word-quo-vadis.html' title='Word:  Quo Vadis'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3089925709533459737</id><published>2008-04-25T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:10:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagu-taguan</title><summary type='text'>Minsan ang buhay parang tagu taguan.Akala mo di ka na nakikita, pero ayun, kita ka pa rin.  Tapos minsan ikaw mismo ang nawawala, at wala na pala mga kalaro mo.Ikaw lang yung naiwan sa pinagtataguan mo.  Nagsiuwian na pala sila.Pero ikaw andun pa rin, nagtataka kung tapos na ba ang laro.  Tumingin ka kung andun pa sila, yun pala wala na.  Kaya ayun, umuwi ka sa inyo hapunan na.  Ang mga kalaro mo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3089925709533459737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3089925709533459737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3089925709533459737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3089925709533459737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagu-taguan.html' title='Tagu-taguan'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2043803352007778429</id><published>2008-04-24T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:47:08.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chill of the Office Aircon</title><summary type='text'>Man, it has been hot the last few days.  There's the occasional cloudy skies, but not enough to curb the heat of summer.Ah summer.Every year I'd say to myself I'd go somewhere interesting.  And it does happen thankfully.  I'm not anti social enough that I don't have people to go with.  In fact somewhere out there, there's a trip out there I'll hitch on to.Hmm.I never really did a long out-of-town</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2043803352007778429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2043803352007778429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2043803352007778429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2043803352007778429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/chill-of-office-aircon.html' title='The Chill of the Office Aircon'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1777497146172180640</id><published>2008-04-21T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:33:15.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Noise of Night</title><summary type='text'>Man this is bad.  Insomnia + Wifi is bad.I've been planning on moving out for the longest time.  Perhaps now it is my chance.  An officmeate of mine is moving out of her place and is offering it to me.  That will happen in June though, so it's a couple of months off.In the mean time, I'll be stuck here in this humid room with two morons who couldn't damn clean the freaking floor.  God damn.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1777497146172180640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1777497146172180640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1777497146172180640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1777497146172180640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/noise-of-night.html' title='The Noise of Night'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4033024921581088372</id><published>2008-04-20T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:23:02.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Putting Hands Up and Grasping Nothing</title><summary type='text'>Sunday morning.  Woke up late as usual.  But this time I found myself in a mental state I consider doing for the first time.  I am trying to call up a mood.  I guess I'm calling it "mood" now to make it sound normal, because I usually call it persona, or aspect.Being groggy for a bit, I find a block of cloudy thought in my head preventing me from calling out to that mood.  I need it for tomorrow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4033024921581088372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4033024921581088372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4033024921581088372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4033024921581088372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-putting-hands-up-and-grasping.html' title='Of Putting Hands Up and Grasping Nothing'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4399879588685950031</id><published>2008-04-19T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:46:27.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elfen Lied</title><summary type='text'>Okay enough moodiness.I've been reading Elfen Lied.  And before you kids go on and read that, I am advising that it's full of nudity and slaughter.  But damn, it has an interesting story to tell.Diclonius are mutants that have been living with the rest of humanity for the past 200,000 years.  They are supposed to be the next step in humanity's evolution.  Unfortunately, for the diclonius to fully</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4399879588685950031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4399879588685950031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4399879588685950031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4399879588685950031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/elfen-lied.html' title='Elfen Lied'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2735438368357457897</id><published>2008-04-18T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:25:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silent Terribile Moode</title><summary type='text'>The post title is mispelled on purpose.I'm in a terrible mood, but it's not surfacing.  Which ofcourse means that my mind is doing endless loops of reasoning and un-reasoning.  Wtf.  I needs to get out and get these bad things of my head.And I think I need to get out of here ... this workplace.  My other self is biting me every moment of the day about doing something I am afraid of.  It's 3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2735438368357457897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2735438368357457897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2735438368357457897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2735438368357457897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/silent-terribile-moode.html' title='A Silent Terribile Moode'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4531689890785420306</id><published>2008-04-15T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:18:36.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lack of Sleep</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so not all blog entries are borne out of sheer inspiration.Some, like this, are borne out of sheer pain.  I've haven't got good sleep for a while now, because my brain decided to be active til 4 AM.Damn.The only consolation is that my bed smells good all the time.  I botched the pillow case tho, because I've laundered it in the most despicable way.Anyway, I guess I'm just gonna write down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4531689890785420306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4531689890785420306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4531689890785420306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4531689890785420306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/lack-of-sleep.html' title='The Lack of Sleep'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6014520313413966101</id><published>2008-04-15T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:43:22.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lingering Notes, Agony Manifest</title><summary type='text'>Man, I've been continually bombarded by songs all day everyday.  Bad part about that is, I sometimes welcome it.  I try my hardest to pull whatever meaning I could from the lyrics, while forcibly putting aside the tune in some backwater portion of my brain.  I succeed, for a while.So, I have these sentences lingering in my head, sometimes I couldn't connect from which song I got it.  Result, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6014520313413966101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6014520313413966101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6014520313413966101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6014520313413966101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/lingering-notes-agony-manifest.html' title='The Lingering Notes, Agony Manifest'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5904446621907012874</id><published>2008-04-13T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:00:55.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Summer</title><summary type='text'>Singin dollar dollar bill y'allYeah, my music taste buds are into summer beach music.  All sorts man, all sorts.  Good stuff!Anyway, I've been digging through old summer pics and stuffAh, where do I go this time?Gotta go out ... out ... out ... out ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5904446621907012874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5904446621907012874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5904446621907012874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5904446621907012874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-summer.html' title='The Good Summer'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3246924417894863678</id><published>2008-04-07T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:27:29.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Guess This is my Blog Lull</title><summary type='text'>Yeap, this phase happens every now and then.Good news is, I keep on clickin.  So just look at 'em pictures in my account there because I'm shutter happy.Some happy moments passed by.  Ate the most delectable fried chicken.  Watched some chaps play ball.  Learned nothing at all.  Thought less of things.Yeap, that last part is the good one.  I have this cloud inside my head you see.  Or I think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3246924417894863678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3246924417894863678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3246924417894863678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3246924417894863678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-guess-this-is-my-blog-lull.html' title='I Guess This is my Blog Lull'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1450934982140941111</id><published>2008-04-02T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:11:48.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No Evil</title><summary type='text'>Eeegh.  My stomach feels like turning inside out.You know when you do something that severely goes against your conscience, better judgement, and morals?  Yeah.  I did something like that just now.Man, my stomach couldn't stop churning.I think in time, it won't be a big deal, but right now I feel sick about it.  Damn.Sorry to you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1450934982140941111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1450934982140941111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1450934982140941111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1450934982140941111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-no-evil.html' title='Oh No Evil'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8624522666303961714</id><published>2008-04-01T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:29:41.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head / Ache : Warning, Emo Entry</title><summary type='text'>I always thought I'll hate you forever.Guess I was wrong.  No one can feel the same thing on and on.  Not even hate.  I think I hated you because it's me I couldn't forgive.  And kept on it because I really don't know how. But ... when I saw the babe, it's just it.You were happy.  That's enough.  I guess all those books I gave you should help you now eh?  I wish I could talk to you.  But I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8624522666303961714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8624522666303961714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8624522666303961714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8624522666303961714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/04/head-ache-warning-emo-entry.html' title='Head / Ache : Warning, Emo Entry'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2238003392458016801</id><published>2008-03-29T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:51:29.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Acoustic on the RnBs</title><summary type='text'>While I was scouring YouTube for acoustic renditions of popular songs, I came across Ne-Yo's Go On Girl.By far, it's one of the few music videos that does not sport skanky women, bling-blings, and bouncing cars but actual models.  And what makes it look cool?Coz they're pretty damn ... pretty.And this image is burning behind my eyelidsoh I mean this oneAnyway, I was speaking about this dorky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2238003392458016801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2238003392458016801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2238003392458016801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2238003392458016801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-acoustic-on-rnbs.html' title='Getting Acoustic on the RnBs'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6500328141591174897</id><published>2008-03-23T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:48:25.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urbandub: of Evidence and a False Sense of Ethno-Patriotism</title><summary type='text'>I think Urbandub is pretty cool.  No truly.Anyway, I'm posting this not because of Urbandub or the video per se, but the numerous comments on the vid itself.It annoys me to no end that whenever someone hails from a place, the people there suddenly either become proud or disgraced when someone goes 'up there'.I just ignore comments that talk in glee about the bloody-hammer-face-thing or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6500328141591174897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6500328141591174897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6500328141591174897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6500328141591174897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/urbandub-of-evidence-and-false-sense-of.html' title='Urbandub: of Evidence and a False Sense of Ethno-Patriotism'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7480734078332341571</id><published>2008-03-23T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:59:49.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menage a . . . . . Deux</title><summary type='text'>It had been a while.. She was nervous.. Her knees and went wobbly.. She was excited..  Her heartbeat was fast, it was goin a hundred miles an hour.. She had a shot of vodka in the parking lot.. Her flushed cheeks and neck were evident.. She started to walk..  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7480734078332341571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7480734078332341571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7480734078332341571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7480734078332341571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/menage-deux.html' title='Menage a . . . . . Deux'/><author><name>gender-bent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758826989768901559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v480/xiao_li/ka-lukaret-an/wai.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8027622906142077035</id><published>2008-03-19T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:06:54.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikariam!</title><summary type='text'>Alright, I've just registered into Ikariam.I'm in Theta server, player Jormungand.  My town is called Gorgon's Lot.Wonder what island are you guys -.-Anyway, it looks pretty exciting.  Like an online multiplayer Settlers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8027622906142077035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8027622906142077035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8027622906142077035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8027622906142077035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/ikariam.html' title='Ikariam!'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6457292220541293562</id><published>2008-03-18T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:38:31.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round the Bend</title><summary type='text'>Hmm.  There's a bend on the road.  Do I turn back? Or do I go on straight ahead.~~~In other geek news, I've been playing Lineage 2, and my, this MMORPG has more dimensions in it than others I've played.   It's the closest thing I can play to World of Warcraft.  Bad thing is, population of players here is quite small (only two servers, and is in light capacity most of the time).I've started out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6457292220541293562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6457292220541293562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6457292220541293562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6457292220541293562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/round-bend.html' title='Round the Bend'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2805674167787075618</id><published>2008-03-07T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:13:21.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awashed in the Rapids</title><summary type='text'>Man.Sometimes I really need to go out more.  Friends are good sources of information for change.   Not only change, but rapid change.It's refreshing too, since it's exciting to see people who are enthusiastic about the possibilities they discover and the risks they are taking.Now my head is awashed in new things to think about.  Another dart I'll be throwing at life's dartboard.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2805674167787075618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2805674167787075618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2805674167787075618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2805674167787075618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/awashed-in-rapids.html' title='Awashed in the Rapids'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3675707866094285704</id><published>2008-03-06T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:26:38.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Love the Most</title><summary type='text'>Ah, I think I've had enough about life ranting.Let me tell you guys about one courageous woman.  Yeah, I've known her for about a year working with her everyday.  She's this woman that despite her age doesn't look like she's a day over 20.  I guess it all got to me and so I tried asking her out.  Got turned down ofcourse, but that's fine since I'd get to make fun of her everyday anyway.  Then one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3675707866094285704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3675707866094285704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3675707866094285704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3675707866094285704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-you-love-most.html' title='What You Love the Most'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3570551636266878243</id><published>2008-03-05T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:14:25.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Pet Peeves and the Grand Picture</title><summary type='text'>One time an ex-officemate gave me a link to a site that has the most incredible photography pictures ever.  My jaw dropped, I was amazed at the sheer beauty at this pros were able to do with their DSLRs.I could only look in awe and wonder when will I ever be that good.  To think the only thing I really need to do is get the moment and the settings right (which comprises all of the work in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3570551636266878243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3570551636266878243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3570551636266878243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3570551636266878243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-pet-peeves-and-grand-picture.html' title='Of Pet Peeves and the Grand Picture'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5230002159739199587</id><published>2008-03-03T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:52:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliance</title><summary type='text'>I was watching 'My Brilliant Brain' on National Geographic a moment ago.  Might I say, it has been long since I got fascinated with anything.I mean besides watching how rhinos shag in NG.See, I'm trying to retrace what happened in my childhood up until to the point I turned into an emo-monster.  Somewhere along the way, one aspect of my learning process tapered off of which the other began to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5230002159739199587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5230002159739199587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5230002159739199587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5230002159739199587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/03/brilliance.html' title='Brilliance'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6294609201581971001</id><published>2008-02-29T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:10:02.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of Thought: Dog Days</title><summary type='text'>Dog days.  I think it's a sailor's term way back when there are no winds to push the sails.  Pretty boring phase since you couldn't go anywhere.Oh wait.  I think the term was doldrums.  Bah, too lazy to look it up.Another thing that comes to mind is that during dog days, the star Sirius is way up high in the sky.  Signifying summer?  Sirius is the dog star.  I believe it's in constellation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6294609201581971001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6294609201581971001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6294609201581971001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6294609201581971001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/stream-of-thought-dog-days.html' title='Stream of Thought: Dog Days'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-5525486224822019812</id><published>2008-02-25T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T03:11:32.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Talk Over Bread with a Hooker</title><summary type='text'>I sat there staring at the reddish light up at the distance.  Women in skimpy clothes plying their trade."I work there, you know."Said a voice beside me.  I don't want to look back into her eyes so I could avoid unneeded conversation.  I just want to get my midnight snack and go back home at the condo.The baker frowned at me.  Trouble.I could still feel her watching.  I just do my well-practiced,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/5525486224822019812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=5525486224822019812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5525486224822019812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/5525486224822019812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/talk-over-bread-with-hooker.html' title='A Talk Over Bread with a Hooker'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2154220882766815411</id><published>2008-02-18T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:54:12.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name / Face</title><summary type='text'>When you don't utter the name of person for so long, you forget about it dontcha?Yesterday somewhere in Boni circle, I just came from a barber having another baldie haircut.  As I was passing by RJ's bulalohan, almost just about to ignore things (like everything), I saw a familiar face -- only for an instant.Then the person looked the other way, her hair covering her face.I twitched my eye brow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2154220882766815411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2154220882766815411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2154220882766815411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2154220882766815411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/name-face.html' title='Name / Face'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-707228549949029990</id><published>2008-02-12T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:42:28.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battling Disillusionment</title><summary type='text'>You know, I think at some point in my life, I've stopped having moments and saying something like "This is greatest thing that ever happened to me" or "That was the most awesome thing ever".When we're kids we have a lot of those simply because everything is experienced for the first time.  And to some extent later in life, when we experience something that far exceeds what the original.I remember</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/707228549949029990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=707228549949029990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/707228549949029990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/707228549949029990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/battling-disillusionment.html' title='Battling Disillusionment'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3101709943056072884</id><published>2008-02-08T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T12:06:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Complete My Fate, Come and Save Me, Come and Save Me</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how important it is that my imagination is fed by music and the visual arts.I mean, as just another mortal human being, all we really need are the basic necessities.  Yet as a complicated creature, who, by sentience or the fact that we have a unique psychological profile (each and everyone of us), we have needs that far surpasses that of 'surviving'.After we succeed in surviving, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3101709943056072884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3101709943056072884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3101709943056072884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3101709943056072884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-complete-my-fate-come-and-save-me.html' title='You Complete My Fate, Come and Save Me, Come and Save Me'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1054592887264026669</id><published>2008-02-04T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:20:35.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ergo Proxy</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I've done a review on any anime.  But let me take this moment to have just that on Ergo Proxy.Set in a post apocalyptic era, Vincent Law, an immigrant from Mosque has come to Romdeau to seek a new life for himself -- to become a citizen.   But he has a haunting past made worse by the fact he couldn't remember what happened during the desolation of Mosque.However, a certain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1054592887264026669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1054592887264026669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1054592887264026669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1054592887264026669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/ergo-proxy.html' title='Ergo Proxy'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4893570813166823800</id><published>2008-02-01T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:48:48.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kamael!</title><summary type='text'>The Kamael are a fictional race of beings in the MMORPG Lineage 2.  One of the most popular ones out there, ofcourse it's Korean made.  I haven't played it personally, but I will soon! So they now have Humans, Elves, Dark Elves, Orcs, Dwarves, and the Kamael.Anyway, I couldn't believe someone would think about a race that represents my psyche :o Yeap, I have a fantastical thing for eudemons (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4893570813166823800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4893570813166823800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4893570813166823800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4893570813166823800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/02/kamael.html' title='The Kamael!'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2959485832531887913</id><published>2008-01-30T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:13:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Which I Call, the Verdant Calm</title><summary type='text'>The best revenge against the great disappointments in life ... is to live well.That's what I told Alice out of the blue a few years ago.  I dunno why I remember that now.  I never really gotten used talking with naturally grey-irised people even though at times I could articulate the things I say rather well. Sometimes she doesn't even listen and looks rather bored (better than when she's being a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2959485832531887913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2959485832531887913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2959485832531887913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2959485832531887913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-which-i-call-verdant-calm.html' title='To Which I Call, the Verdant Calm'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3421470318647694947</id><published>2008-01-28T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:54:55.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summerland</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend, I am thinking about my current goals in life.I've realized (and re-realized) that I am a very capricious creature who would bend/postpone my dreams for an impulsive decision.  Yeah, even though I have dreams of adventure, I also have other dreams.  And sometimes I think they're all just illusions I set myself just so I have a direction.  But ... aren't all dreams start out as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3421470318647694947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3421470318647694947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3421470318647694947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3421470318647694947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/summerland.html' title='Summerland'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-953400337847577184</id><published>2008-01-25T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:50:05.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Beginning of Another Violent Chapter</title><summary type='text'>After dealing with the storm, here I am sitting at a new place in the office.  And might I say, it's a welcome change.Helps me forget stuff.Anyway, I'd like to admit I'm a user.  In the context of, "I use people".  Which makes me more evil than usual.  At least I'm no hypocrite :DBut today, I know that there are people who still stick to me. I dunno what they see in me though.  They should know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/953400337847577184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=953400337847577184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/953400337847577184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/953400337847577184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-beginning-of-another.html' title='It&apos;s The Beginning of Another Violent Chapter'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3352641735200822707</id><published>2008-01-24T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:10:27.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric</title><summary type='text'>Time for another song-picture post (the song not necessarily associating with the picture).   Electric by Tristan Prettyman.  Take it away.These tears stain the woodThese tears stain the woodLike cups and condensationI am bound to youI cannot break the situationHe’s every subjectOf every songLike the wind carriesHe moves me alongAnd the shadows I can’t run fromThey won’t let me goHe’s the ending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3352641735200822707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3352641735200822707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3352641735200822707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3352641735200822707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/electric.html' title='Electric'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-7900577125837747732</id><published>2008-01-23T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:41:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If It Is To Be, It Is Up To Me: A Rant</title><summary type='text'>I read that in the elevator.  Pretty cool that it's all composed of two letter words eh?Anyway.Sigh.I wish I smoke cigs.  Truly, this situation I have warrants it.  A real puff coming out of my mouth to fit this damnation.  Maybe it could calm my anxiety.But, as things would have had it -- I don't smoke.  I don't have much of any vice or bad habits either, so what is a person like me to do?  Die </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/7900577125837747732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=7900577125837747732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7900577125837747732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/7900577125837747732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-it-is-to-be-it-is-up-to-me-rant.html' title='If It Is To Be, It Is Up To Me: A Rant'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4159587128677263942</id><published>2008-01-22T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:41:21.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Which I Dedicate This Sadness</title><summary type='text'>Maybe this is life playing another cruel trick on me.  Or maybe it's another lesson that I need to relearn over and over again.People ... they go y'know?  They go somewhere where you don't want them to.  But you have to let them.  Because it's their own road.It sucks.It really sucks when you don't want them to.  And you can't go with them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4159587128677263942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4159587128677263942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4159587128677263942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4159587128677263942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-which-i-dedicate-this-sadness.html' title='To Which I Dedicate This Sadness'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-1535833734212912983</id><published>2008-01-15T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:50:33.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is an Interesting Post</title><summary type='text'>Wonder.  Yeah, one of my best personas yet.Anyway, I've been looking through my junk folder and found something interesting -- a list of my highschool classmates in the Names database.  You see, Friendster is good, but the Names database can connect it like no other.I read the list and immediately thought of the face behind the name.  You see, among the crowd categories, I belonged to the Geek </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/1535833734212912983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=1535833734212912983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1535833734212912983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/1535833734212912983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-interesting-post.html' title='Today is an Interesting Post'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4394083586681618996</id><published>2008-01-14T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:23:19.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Drink A Potion of You</title><summary type='text'>I was about to write another stupid poem.Good thing I was able to stop myself in time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4394083586681618996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4394083586681618996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4394083586681618996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4394083586681618996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-drink-potion-of-you.html' title='I Drink A Potion of You'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-9211929116155568350</id><published>2008-01-10T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T02:08:53.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Wifi</title><summary type='text'>Here I am, at my bed, blogging.That's like a habit I used to have when I was in Cavite with my humble modem connection.  Now, rommmates from the other room setup wifi for good ole' me to exploit.  I can't say I have much to say at the moment.  It's just so rad that I can do this thing again.Right now I'm chatting with someone who's on the other side of the planet.  I sorta would like to feel the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/9211929116155568350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=9211929116155568350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/9211929116155568350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/9211929116155568350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay-wifi.html' title='Yay Wifi'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-2585154976977761942</id><published>2008-01-06T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:49:58.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Still A Bit Achin'</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/2585154976977761942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=2585154976977761942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2585154976977761942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/2585154976977761942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/head-still-bit-achin.html' title='Head Still A Bit Achin&apos;'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-8920482022340273316</id><published>2008-01-03T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:34:33.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Tell You About this Life -- My Life</title><summary type='text'>There comes a time when you know you've finally had it.The part where you finally realize, "Hey, I'm good. I've finally figured it out.  Well not totally what I want but now I'm on a place where I can see the road ahead."Last December 31, the eve of New Years (yeah, the day before birthday) I was stricken by one of my most acute cases of tonsillitis, a chronic illness of mine -- but not this bad!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/8920482022340273316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=8920482022340273316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8920482022340273316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/8920482022340273316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-me-tell-you-about-this-life-my-life.html' title='Let Me Tell You About this Life -- My Life'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6819012108404122022</id><published>2007-12-28T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:33:00.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackbird Singing in the Dead of Night ...</title><summary type='text'>I'm in constant assault by my demons.That has been the case for years.  Yet lately, there emerged a thought ... it's placid and calm and in a way, has been able to give me peace of mind.  And these demons are attacking that thought right now .Christmas is over.  The new year is about to begin.Yet here I am still plagued by it all.  Good news?  I wish there was.  I usually write a lot during the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6819012108404122022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6819012108404122022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6819012108404122022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6819012108404122022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/blackbird-singing-in-dead-of-night.html' title='Blackbird Singing in the Dead of Night ...'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-3795825205538116266</id><published>2007-12-23T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:00:47.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Blog Post Before I Go:  Old Clothes and Christmas</title><summary type='text'>This afternoon I was rummaging through my clothes.I plan to bring home all the old clothes I have.  Clothes I won't plan on using anymore even though they're still serviceable.Heh.  There's a funny ring to that 'bring home'.When I last saw mom, I told her that place is no longer my home.  I live here now.  Albeit still temporary because I just rent a bedspace.  Next year hopefully a new place to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/3795825205538116266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=3795825205538116266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3795825205538116266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/3795825205538116266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-blog-post-before-i-go-old-clothes.html' title='One Blog Post Before I Go:  Old Clothes and Christmas'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4136677162861429770</id><published>2007-12-22T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T12:57:09.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihilist vs. Wonder</title><summary type='text'>Yeap, my head is at it again.But unlike the past years, this time it's only between two avatars.  ~~~Next year ... next year I actually have a goal.I want to be a photographer.But I am not going to limit myself to a specialization.  I want to capture everything.  Scenery, portrait, drama ... everything.  The world is one big canvass!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4136677162861429770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4136677162861429770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4136677162861429770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4136677162861429770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/nihilist-vs-wonder.html' title='Nihilist vs. Wonder'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-630619946653278657</id><published>2007-12-21T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T16:36:43.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>It was a rainy night.And well, I'm a stubborn guy.  I pulled you under the umbrella because I didn't want you to get wet.  My left shoulder got soaked though.  But that's just fine.  I love the rain.  Happy Christmas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/630619946653278657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=630619946653278657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/630619946653278657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/630619946653278657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-4847942975530900825</id><published>2007-12-20T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T11:33:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Take on Not Living Anymore</title><summary type='text'>I guess my deal about dying needs a bit of expounding.Skipping all the sob stories I have during my childhood, I have always been exposed to a healthy dose of real life morbidity (ooh, the irony) that it's a normal thing for me to talk about actually.  So people wouldn't really know if I am just kidding or serious when it comes to topics like that.My nihilistic persona is having a field day when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/4847942975530900825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=4847942975530900825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4847942975530900825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/4847942975530900825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-take-on-not-living-anymore.html' title='My Take on Not Living Anymore'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-6015002878929616700</id><published>2007-12-18T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:29:48.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gentleman</title><summary type='text'>Aight, I'm almost done rehauling my wardrobe.As expected, I am met with ridicule and humiliation at the office ;) But I'm pretty sure they'll get over it.  Yes ladies and gentlemen.  I've discarded my hermitty style to molt into some good stuff.  I wear vests and blazers, got some new leather shoes and slacks.  Won't overdo it ofcourse.  Need to put some sanity in there.I've gone shopping in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/6015002878929616700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=6015002878929616700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6015002878929616700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/6015002878929616700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/gentleman.html' title='The Gentleman'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8582589.post-319725118617847477</id><published>2007-12-18T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T08:49:43.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hermit is Sick</title><summary type='text'>It's official, I'm dying.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/feeds/319725118617847477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8582589&amp;postID=319725118617847477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/319725118617847477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8582589/posts/default/319725118617847477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://who-is-quentin-montejo.blogspot.com/2007/12/hermit-is-sick.html' title='The Hermit is Sick'/><author><name>Quentin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14783450651235308377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Rascargil/quentinCat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
