fuckin-cheezy &laquo; WordPress.com Tag Feed http://wordpress.com/tag/fuckin-cheezy/ Feed of posts on WordPress.com tagged "fuckin-cheezy" Thu, 28 Aug 2008 22:34:31 +0000 http://wordpress.com/tags/ en <![CDATA[God-Planned Oredeals]]> http://spokeningdollar.wordpress.com/2007/10/17/god-planned-oredeals/ Wed, 17 Oct 2007 07:27:36 +0000 Chase McLovin http://spokeningdollar.wordpress.com/2007/10/17/god-planned-oredeals/     So yeah, I'm going to take the Finals for Math11. Lucky me. I thought I would repeat it next semester. But in Faith, I know, and I believe that I would pass the Finals tomorrow. And oh, I'm also going to take SOSC1's Finals. Life! But you know what, I can't complain anything about it. Maybe God planned this for me. Yeah, including the ordeals I've been experiencing (all my life). And maybe, just maybe, this is just a test of Faith and Trust. You know what I mean? Basta, it's so gulo.
Maybe, after posting this entry I would start studying na. Like, I really, really, really, want to pass my Finals tomorrow. Even though I already set my mind na I'm going to repeat Math11, I won't let this oppurtunity just pass by. Like, I really want this. I don't want my Parents to think that I don't deserve UP. I don't want to disappoint them.

Siguro I won't touch my computer muna after posting this entry. And I'm going to start na making a schedule so I would know my purpose until tomorrow. Wala lang, I just remembered a topic we discussed sa OG. Iyong, you should know your purpose, kasi kung hindi, you would end up doing things that are not really necessary/important.

Schedule for:
WEDNESDAY
3:00pm - 5:00 = Study for SOSC1
5:00 - 7:30 = Youth Service
7:30 - 10:00 = Study for SOSC1
10:00 onwards = Study for MATH11

THURSDAY
6:30am - 9:30 = MATH11 Finals
9:30 - 12:30pm = SOSC1 Finals


    So yeah, that's it. I hope masunod ko iyan. Sana talaga.

]]> <![CDATA[Where Art Thou, DAD?]]> http://spokeningdollar.wordpress.com/2007/08/04/where-art-thou-dad/ Sat, 04 Aug 2007 12:49:43 +0000 Chase McLovin http://spokeningdollar.wordpress.com/2007/08/04/where-art-thou-dad/ As a child, I only had one playmate. And she is my cousin, a girl. I never had someone whom I could play bargasan with. I was always the one who makes her cry. And I don't blame myself for that, I love it everytime she cries. Such a cry-baby. But it always got into me every after the crying and whining, that what I did was wrong. I don't know, but I'm also the one who pacifies her. Maybe because I am afraid to be scolded by her Mom. Or it is just the guilt that makes my heart soften. Good times.

Actually, what I'm posting today is somewhat not really related to the introduction...

I am really getting tired hanging out with girls. I never had a chance to hang-out with the ones I have the same interest. And it really disturbs me that maybe someone would think that I am gay. Just because they always see me with girls. I don't know. But, really it is THAT disturbing for me.

Last July 29, I celebrated my Birthday(July 17). I was really excited. 'Coz I know for sure, my barkada would come. They promised me. But, I waited for hours until I decided not to wait for them anymore. All those who celebrated with me were girls. Yeah, It is fun. But I can't help but think of the "What-Ifs".

What if my barkada showed up, maybe my party would've become more fun. What if... what if...

You know, it's not that I don't treat those who come(Mei, Ja...etc.) as my barkada. Actually, they are more barkada to me than the other/s(?) I don't know. Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

*During in HS, I have 4 barkadas: (Famous)All-girls, (Not-so-famous)All-girls, (Nerdy)All-boys, and (Famous&Maloko)All-boys ...the T.J. Barkada(Tropang J****).

But in the end, I thought maybe they don't really treat me as a kabarkada. Maybe I'm just the one who keep on insisting that they are my barkada, you know what I mean? I don't know. I really don't know.

*Basketball is not my sport('Coz my Dad is so busy to teach me, until nagbinata na ako at mahirap ng matuto). But actually, I'm not really into sports(except Badminton). And DOTA is not my thing. It's not that I hate it. But it would be more pleasurable for me to surf the net and to study HTML. Maybe I'm a Nerd... Geek?... I don't know. But I don't even read books. ha-ha. Maybe I'm a Boy-Next-Door type of guy... so mysterious. ha-ha. Girls drooling over me? Yeah baby! Crush ng Bayan pala ha? In my dreams...

I concluded that maybe it's because my Dad is not there with me to teach the things I should know about manhood. Kaya I'm very thankful that at least the T.J. Barkada taught me those things. From *tooot* to *tooot*. ha-ha And they helped me to somehow come out of my shell. Just a li'l.

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