Name: Chad Estioco
Age: 18
Crimes: Too many to mention but mostly falls under "Celestial Con-artistry". Please see the related page.
Current Affliation/s: University of the Philippines-Diliman, College of Engineering, Department of Computer Science
Walking the skies since: 11.30.06
Further Information:

The following autobiography was found on a desk in an abandoned hide-out raided recently. The person described in this autobiography is still at large. Should you decipher any pattern pointing to his whereabouts in the text below, please watch A Beautiful Mind and may you find a nice institution.

My life is made up largely of boring lectures. Write now, I am righting this autobiography in a boring lecture concerning Ampere's Law. These lectures are so mind-bluntingly dull that I sometimes interchange my homonyms in their presence. In any case, I look interested on the outside; I occassionaly look up to the problems projected on screen, feigning interest, before diving right back to these words I'm weaving, this time around feigning the absent-minded scribbling of a solving scholar. The girl sitting an arm-span's length away from me must be thinking I'm some sort of a brainiac who doesn't need to pay attention to the details because the details pay attention to him. In truth, the absent-minded look on my eyes is the consequence of me kissing her inside my head. Enough already.

Making up for the boring lectures hounding me left and right I have an interestingly pretty date for a birthday, namely the 8th day of the 8th month in the year '92. The year '92 bears much importance as it gives me an age equivalent to 8x2 on the day 08/08/08. And I'd bet you're eyes didn't give the last few sentences anything more than a nice skim-through.

I am currently taking up a course which trains you to sleep at 3AM and wake up 3 and a half hours later. In the process, I also learn the fascinating mathematics behind the device you use to read this. Unless of course, someone printed this out on paper and posted this on the wall of some public toilet for your reading convenience and also to make up for the empty tissue holder. That is a most different case.

Despite the mind-blunting dullness of Physics lectures, I dream of finding out what's in the void of a black hole. Maybe I'll concern my thesis with the classic problem of hooking up a black hole's insides to the World Wide Web and prove that blogging is indeed possible from there. Provided of course, that I have already figured out how to avoid being spaghettified by immense gravity. Friends from Physics please do a thesis regarding Spaghettis and Relativity. I wanna walk on higher skies.

In between boring lectures and black hole dreams, I travel to faraway countries such as Cimmeria, Middle Earth, Narnia, The Dreaming, Abarat and Hogwarts. Attempts to contact me while I'm on vacation are futile. Your best shot will be during boring Physics lectures. Occassionaly, I also dream about becoming a Guitar God/Superstar. So, you might want to consider sending me fan mail instead.