End To Cheesy Posts!

CHEESY POSTS, BE GONE! 

END to all cheesy posts! >.<

Reading back on my last two posts, it was so freaking.. cheesy. ARGH. Okay I may love cheese but that was just waaaaay too ridiculous. I used to grimace at all those lovebirds canoodling in a corner and then shudder at their proclamation of love to one another on Facebook, blogs and so on. I mean, I've seen enough of it in high school till I felt I was immune to the all of it. I didn't feel the need to be involved, nor did I have any wish to. All I really cared about was my studies(SPM), my friends, and then college, and what I intended to pursue in the future. Relationships and stuff weren't the last thing on my mind, they were the very thing kept under lock and key and hidden away in the darkest attic of my brain, never to be brought out or found. Till, obviously, someone found the key to it and unlocked that part of me and let out the very person I used to laugh at. 

Well, I try not to be THAT cheesy. I try to make it as sentimentally-sound as possible(Does this phrase even make sense?). I like the fact that I feel this way, but I never thought for a moment the mushy-mushy side of me would surface(I didn't even know I had one), let alone during a time in which I had had enough of guys and the bad experiences I went through in the past. But I gush so because I know I cannot do any direct gushing on Facebook, seeing I am choosing to remain discreet. 

Ah, discreet. What a word. You want the fellow to know but you have to take things slow. Hey, unintended poetry! *Joy*. Well, I am aiming to do English after all, but seeing my epic failure at poems(I cannot write to save my life), I might have to try a bit harder at literature. That shouldn't be a problem, seeing I've read... oh! Five pages of Great Expectations! PROGRESS! 

..attempt at sarcasm failed, lol. 

But adding to that, I'm not doing too badly in my English class, even though I didn't take literature in SPM and the nearest form of literature I read was Les Miserables. And that's not even real English literature, it was translated from French! C'est un Francais! XD

But anyways, life in college has improved drastically. That two-week break has truly made miracles. I really needed it to get away from all the tension and all the things that had been drowning my mind of late. And I had an amazing time at camp, I got to catch up with my old friends and it was all just such a relief. Thank you, Jesus! :) You certainly know the right time to create such miracles! :D

And as for the last two posts, don't take it too seriously. I tend to get carried away and overexxaggerate on my feelings. Ah, teenage crushes. They bring out the the shudders in everyone with their lovey-dovey messages and ambiguous emotionally-charged words of wisdom! 

See? No more cheesy posts! I'm happy, you're happy, they're happy, we're happy, God's happy, everyone's happy. Let's keep it that way. 

Peace out.