Tuesday, June 10, 2003“Your name is… ah, Mr. Quiterio, right? Every time I see you you’re working hard. Everybody should work that hard.” A teacher at Jefferson greeted me with those words this morning. When passing by each other, we usually keep walking straight ahead. We don’t allow space for smiles. This time, not only did she speak to me, but she gave me a compliment. Sweet. 🙂 Maybe my father is right. I only write things in my blog that make me look good. Actually, he’s not. 🙂 In due time, this blog will include my biggest secrets. These so called “secrets” won’t exactly portray me as a great man, but they are truths that I’ll one day expose. Posted by at 11:59 pm [Permalink]
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