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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



credits
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i feel stupid and contagious



Get busy living, or get busy dying...

4.08.2006
School's Over...finally
To someone I never had:And I knew your heart I couldn't win/Because the season's change was a conduit/And we'd left our love in our summer skin...

Finally, after, what, 200+ of totally uneventful and stressful school days, we are finally allowed to run free and...wild. Sigh...thank you, Baby Jesus. There's just so many things I'm planning to do this summer since I'll be making the most out of everything 'cause I know that I'm in for a verrrrrry BUSY school year. I'll be in my last and final year in high school. Shucks. Just thinking about it makes me nervous but excited. Mixed. But anyway, I'm not gonna think about that for now. It's still the second day of vacation. Hmmm...I wonder how busy I'm going to be this year. Probably sooooo busy that I may even think of killing myself. Like those suicidal kids who now haunt the corridors of various universities because "they just can't take the pressure" blah blah blah. But anyway, ghosts aside (they might decide to visit me if I don't stop soon, they might read this...ghosts are very hi-tech these days, hm?), my summer to-do list:

-Gain weight
-Gain weight
-Gain weight
-Get a new hairstyle
-Try to make my own blog skin
-Read the rest of the Dark Tower series...although I took a break and had been reading Shopaholic and Sister all day
-Watch the complete first season of One Tree Hill on DVD
-Continue with voice lessons(???)
-Gain weight

Wait I just remembered. Last night, I had a major "silay" fest. But I still wonder what made me like him. I mean, he's not at all like the other guys I had a crush on. He's not chinito...
I just can't believe I'm so into him that I'm even feeling so kilig all over right now while I'm writing this.I mean, it's been ages ago since I last saw him and I was expecting that I wouldn't feel anything anymore but last night...
And actually, the only reason I went was really just because of him. Anika's right.
Yeah.
How can you make yourself not like someone?
And why am I stopping myself from liking him?
God, I'm going crazy...but this is a demented world.
You know, I don't even want to put his name here 'for fear that he might accidentally (miraculously)stumble upon this little blog of mine. Although I don't think that's gonna happen since he's not into blogs or blog-hopping, as far as I know.
But whatever.
I'm outta here.

>>>Damn this internet connection!

they gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now @ : 1:10 PM