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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...

4.26.2007
Wala na kong hihingin pa
Have you ever found yourself thinking of someone you don't want to think about when you hear a song? Well, that's exactly what's happening to me right now. It's not that I don't want to think about him it's just that...
Hmm...
I just don't want to think about him the way I'm thinking about him right now.
Ay basta.
It's just amazing how someone can step back into your life when you least expect them to. I mean, honestly after I met that Mr. Dreamboy (Piolo?!heehee) deep inside, I've been secretly wishing that my nephew (they're friends) would give him my number and then my phone would beep and an unregistered number will appear and it would be Mr. Dreamboy with the dreamy eyes and the killer smile. But last Monday while I was aboard an FX on the way home after accompanying Deca to UST, my phone beeped and it was an unregistered number. But it wasn't Mr. Dreamboy. It was a person that I wasn't expecting to hear from EVER. So we're now textmates and it turns out that he also likes the same song that I'm really loving right now.
Maybe that's why I feel the way I'm feeling right now while listening to that particular song.
But I don't like him anyway. Never did. Never will. We've got our own lives and we're just textmates. He's one of the reasons why my right thumb is aching right now, it's from the "textfest" I had last night.
Whew!
I KNEW I could never turn my back on Globe even when they decided to be stupid and raised the unlimited charges. I tried to by moving to SUN but I missed the unli peeps so needless to say, I've got two cell phones now.
Just sharing.
By the way, I'm a Thomasian now. I enrolled yesterday. I know, sayang ang DLSU, but my family is facing some situations right now and my Dad said he couldn't afford to send me there. At least that's what he said.
But that's not what another relative said.
Ay ewan ang gulo ng buhay ko!
Baboosh!

they gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now @ : 4:09 PM

4.24.2007
Pop! goes my heart
Whew!Haven't updated in like, what, 35 days? Heehee.
Can't reall say I got busy. But I've been waking up early. I'm so proud of myself.
During the days of my absence (yuck), I've been/felt disappointed, frustrated, then calmed a little bit, pensive, hopeless, depressed, kilig, giddy, dreamy then a little bit contented...but after a few more thoughts eventually felt depressed again. I'm like a looney I know. So many things had happened and so many thoughts had crossed my mind.

I'm just not in the mood to tell since I know I won't remember some of them. All I can say is that I met a very, very as in totally super duper dreamy boy and whenever I hear the song Way Back Into Love and Pop! Goes My Heart I am reminded of him. That's because when I watched Music and Lyrics he's all I can think of.
Heehee.
I hope I'll see him again TOMORROW.

And if I open my heart to you
I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end


I said I wasn't gonna lose my head
But then pop! goes my heart
I wasn't gonna fall in love again but then pop! goes my heart

they gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now @ : 4:31 PM