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about a girl


Lea Licerio. 15. 16. 17. Piscean.couch potato. drama queen. has a tendency to be OC. bookworm. weird. your average everyday sane psycho. dreamer. petite. Is never too old for dolls. tends to get woeful...like Wednesday Addams. perpetually miserable. Neil Gaiman/Jessica Zafra wannabe.

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"Perhaps if we saw what was ahead of us, and glimpsed the crimes, follies, and misfortunes that would befall us later on, we would all stay in our mother's wombs, and there would be nobody in the world but a great number of very fat, very irritated women."

-A Series of Unfortunate Events Book the Thirteenth: The End by Lemony Snicket



wake me when the hour arrives...




best friends, ex-friends 'til the end...
acey
andy-multiply
andy-blogger
shandre
chrysol
paola!
kimlech
bernice
rica!
coreen
sam a.k.a. poca
gerome

ADAM

my multiply

...and then there's friendster(add me if you want)

Jessica Zafra
Neil Gaiman
Lemony Snicket



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i feel stupid and contagious



Get busy living, or get busy dying...

5.18.2005
Timeline
I hate what's happening in the world...and in my life. First of all, summer's almost over. Second, I want to go anywhere but here. And with the world...let's see, hmm...we have a new god. Money*kneel down and say "I'm not worthy" over and over again*. Like Jo March from Little Women I also hate it now. It's the reason why people kill. Why women become prostitutes. Because nowadays, women just can't cut their hair and sell it (like Jo March did again). And nowadays, nothing's free. Who knows maybe tomorrow, whatever move we make we will be charged for it. That's so not cool. You see, because I hate everything that's happening, it makes me wanna step on that machine in Timeline and disappear in 14th century France. But of course that means running and hiding from the British. Maybe I could disappear into the Arthurian period instead. I really want to meet him, if he really existed.

I know that life back then was simple but hard because of the endless battles for freedom. There are no cars, no computers...imagine if I bring a laptop there so I can blog and the date would be 600 AD or something. That'll be cool. I don't have to worry about solving geometric problems now that I'm gonna be in 3rd year highschool. Math is my weak subject.

Well anyway, I know I could not just disappear into the Middle Ages. All I can do is read more about the people and how they live and try to imagine what it's like without TVs, radios, computers, cellphones...cologne(?)

Living in a time of countless battles, waking up each morning knowing your life could be in danger. Would I survive? Whatever.

they gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now @ : 2:03 AM