saying sorry is a big thing. SORRY is a big word. and i really mean it whenever i say it..
i remember Tuesday of last week in our History50 period, Blanche, Jha, Mommy Joan and i were talking, as usual. and then the topic on saying sorry was suddenly opened. Jha said that she doesn't really say sorry. if there's a misunderstanding between her and a friend, she waits for that friend to say sorry first. and that's it. then i told her, ako pud. i never got used to saying sorry to someone na akong naka-away or just a little misunderstanding. all i do is just wait for time to heal and erase those things/feelings. and if ever i say SORRY, i really mean it. gi-swallow na nako akong pride ana. big deal? yes! because saying sorry is a big thing for me! a serious case!
so, what if a person doesn't accept my apology? i can do nothing about that but to accept it. accept the fact that i was not forgiven. i would feel bad about it, seriously. but i just can't force a person to accept it, to accept me.
i've said sorry a gazillion times already and not all were accepted. dawat-dawat na lang ko ani. in God's time... it shall be accepted. SORRY
Jan 28, 2009
Jan 26, 2009
why CONSTANTNODOLS?
why did i choose constantnodols to be the name of my site?
way back my high school days, 4thyr, some of my guy friends and Mardz were hanging out at the Heroes' Park, a 'park' in our school near the 4thyr bldg where we usually do 'tambay' when we want to cut class. but i think we didn't have class that afternoon because there was a school activity so we were dismissed early.
hmmm. as i remember, i was with Lylan Sison, Mccoy Real, Jullian Aranas, and yea, Mardz Villegas. we were making fun of each other, and talked about stuff, making fun of Jullian most of the time. haha! i don't know why we label him 'Bugo' or stupid, but we just do. bad right? but he just got used to it. and just laughs at it, though i know it hurts him. sigh
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-VbIf-mhQtuAgvxL411RwyuRN0vyZL1nC8OYAHjS_6UIvfdYAmzfAsg73kHxHmOM1A7ondtPsuSO-xAZ08dSUQuuJDG2DoGuX0kvcV_X-7lgKhJmor7syG0FX7MPKbX7cr4fsh7A79lw/s200/zamora...jpg)
(with classmates: at the back is the Heroes' Park)
so yea, we were making fun of him. telling him that...
*when he sees/feels something, the message doesn't go straight to his brain, it passes through his fingers then passes through his underarms (that stink during early high school days, i guess) and processes the message(processing happens at his armpits) before it goes to his brain. and that is the explanation why he's stoopid. tsk. bad right?
and just laugh at our ideas. hahaha! but we're good friends after all. no harm done.
then, Lylan asked Jullian out of nowhere. i don't know if i remember it correctly (and sorry if i didn't) but i think he did ask him, 'unsa man daw tawag anang noodles na di ginaluto?' or something like that. then he answered his own question, 'di ka kabalo no? hahahah!'
-i just couldn't remember what Jullian's answer was, but Lylan interrupted and shouted 'CONSTANT NODOLS, Juls noh?!!' (which was supposed to be instant noodles) and so we all laughed. laughing our asses out!
were we rude? hah! i really don't know. we were just trying to tell jokes.
so that's where my 'constant nodols' came from. and i miss those days. making fun of everyone. childish right?
way back my high school days, 4thyr, some of my guy friends and Mardz were hanging out at the Heroes' Park, a 'park' in our school near the 4thyr bldg where we usually do 'tambay' when we want to cut class. but i think we didn't have class that afternoon because there was a school activity so we were dismissed early.
hmmm. as i remember, i was with Lylan Sison, Mccoy Real, Jullian Aranas, and yea, Mardz Villegas. we were making fun of each other, and talked about stuff, making fun of Jullian most of the time. haha! i don't know why we label him 'Bugo' or stupid, but we just do. bad right? but he just got used to it. and just laughs at it, though i know it hurts him. sigh
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-VbIf-mhQtuAgvxL411RwyuRN0vyZL1nC8OYAHjS_6UIvfdYAmzfAsg73kHxHmOM1A7ondtPsuSO-xAZ08dSUQuuJDG2DoGuX0kvcV_X-7lgKhJmor7syG0FX7MPKbX7cr4fsh7A79lw/s200/zamora...jpg)
(with classmates: at the back is the Heroes' Park)
so yea, we were making fun of him. telling him that...
*when he sees/feels something, the message doesn't go straight to his brain, it passes through his fingers then passes through his underarms (that stink during early high school days, i guess) and processes the message(processing happens at his armpits) before it goes to his brain. and that is the explanation why he's stoopid. tsk. bad right?
and just laugh at our ideas. hahaha! but we're good friends after all. no harm done.
then, Lylan asked Jullian out of nowhere. i don't know if i remember it correctly (and sorry if i didn't) but i think he did ask him, 'unsa man daw tawag anang noodles na di ginaluto?' or something like that. then he answered his own question, 'di ka kabalo no? hahahah!'
-i just couldn't remember what Jullian's answer was, but Lylan interrupted and shouted 'CONSTANT NODOLS, Juls noh?!!' (which was supposed to be instant noodles) and so we all laughed. laughing our asses out!
were we rude? hah! i really don't know. we were just trying to tell jokes.
so that's where my 'constant nodols' came from. and i miss those days. making fun of everyone. childish right?
Jan 25, 2009
ang isang ignoramus
so here. i just discovered after a gazillion minutes on how to post a blog. it's kinda confusing cause this is not the way i post things on multiply. yes, i'm comparing things. so, ya. post, post, post. i'll post some here and some there.
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