Belching Words

Posted in other by Lex on July 17, 2010

Found via {this is glamorous}

I don’t feel stressed at all so I can’t say I’m busy. I can’t say I’m feeling lazy too because I’m not. The things is, nothing is pushing me to blog and write on my notebook. Books have been slow on their way to me or worse, they got lost hence the delay. I also believe that dear inspiration got lost too. But from where I am right now, I think I can see their shadows looming from far away. A little bit more and they’re here to feed my brain with the daily oatmeal intake.

I recently found new blogs to share and inspire me, one of which is where I acquired the photos above. On my next post, I’ll share more of what made me fall in love with this award winning blog.

I really have a lot of interesting things in mind but I don’t have the devices (scanner) to help me. Lately, this blog have been more on non-bookish things but all the same, interesting stuff to share. I don’t want posting on this blog to become a chore, a need rather than a want. Some things just really strip you off on doing what you want like lacking devices or laziness or inspiration less days or just pure busy-ness on real life.

Am I alone? I don’t think I am, right?


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When you say you’re busy

Posted in other by Lex on June 30, 2010

When you say you’re busy and yet you are not. Actually, I have been sick. Fever, colds, cough – the works. Since now I’m okay, aren’t I supposed to work and study for tomorrows exam and write what I planned to write and then scan what I wanted to scan so I can update my blog? No. Instead, I’m borrowing these photos and ranting about the most epic laziness. Why won’t laziness go away? No, it stays until it becomes one’s personality. Lazy. But I shall move. I shall start working very soon. I’m just waiting for dear laziness to ride the beloved bus and leave.

PHOTOS BY: LOLA
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First Day of Class 2010

Posted in other by Lex on June 15, 2010

It’s a fine sunny day and I was happy and felt energized and blessed as my father drove us to school, seeing the sun up as early as me. Though I continued yawning and badly needed a dose of coffee, and failed to procure one, and modular paced school was dead boring, I anticipate what ever new happens for my final year on high school.

New changes were implemented at school, friends left and moved on, I stayed behind, I planned early for a good Feasibility Study, the harder math problems and equations I’m going to solve… It will surely be a bit lonelier and harder this year but nevertheless, I am thankful because I get to enjoy an opportunity to study, a taste of school, textbooks, school supplies shopping, and strict teachers – all of this some kids are deprived of due to poverty. Never mind what sort of management my school has or how I need to study alone, on my own pace and style, it’s up to me how I embrace and make the most of what I have right now.

Soon I’ll be in the University of San Carlos studying Political Science and then pursuing Law. Soon I’ll be 16 and young and new and fresh and trying to be mature, living up to the name “college student”.

And then I’ll be taking the board exam for the first time (will probably fail) and then job hunting which is the final and hardest part of the game. This is where I use every bit of what I learned, getting dressed up as a “cool” lawyer with the glasses, high heels, and tight hair bun.

Time sure flies fast, huh?

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Life Is Beautiful

Posted in other by Lex on June 5, 2010

Life is beautiful, blessed or not. Never mind the distance, the seas, the mountains and valleys between mom and us. Never mind the animals who have lives and family of their own dying right now. Never mind the constant arguments and misunderstandings. The heat, the efforts unappreciated, dreams that are up until now still dreams, the dying, the poor – never mind all that.

It’s how you look at life and how you live your life that allows you to see how beautiful life can be.

With that said, I pray for Sarah and her twins. I don’t know you. I haven’t seen you. But I want your twins to grow up and be the dreams you’ve always had in your hearts and minds.

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Proverbs

Posted in other by Lex on May 14, 2010

Wisdom cries aloud in the street, in the markets she raises her voice;

at the head of the noisy streets she cries out;

at the entrance of the city gates she speaks:

“How long, O simple ones, will you love being simple?

How long will scoffers delight in their scoffing

and fools hate knowledge?

If you turn at my reproof,

behold, I will pour out my spirits to you;

I will make my words known to you.

Because I have called and you refused to listen,

have stretched out my hand and no has heeded,

because you have ignored all my counsel

and would have none of my reproof,

I will also laugh at your calamity;

I will mock when terror strikes you,

when terror strikes you like a storm

and your calamity comes like a whirlwind,

when distress and anguish come upon you.

Then they will come upon me and I will not answer;

but they will seek diligently but will not find me.

Because they hate knowledge and did not choose the fear of the Lord,

would have none of my counsel and despise all my reproof,

therefore they shall eat the fruit of their way,

and have their fill of their own devices,

and the complacency of fools destroys them;

but whoever listens to me will dwell secure

and will be at ease, without dread of disasters.”

Proverbs 1:20-33

Therefore, those who turned their backs at the Lord will not be heard once they ask for help when they are in need. But then, there are always chances left for everyone.

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Bookish Dilemma

Posted in other by Lex on May 6, 2010

I save up for my books with the weekly allowances that Mom sends us. I bought three new books last week.

Now I’m broke.

I feel like books is keeping me from eating out with friends and my siblings, buying essentials, saving up for my bank account, and keeping extra money for emergency purposes in my wallet. I created this blog because I love blogging. I love expressing my thoughts and arranging words. With my love for reading, I incorporated reviewing books. Reading and books is the life and heart of Belching Words. It’s the oil in the engine.

But with this problem, I must cut off my budget for books. You might not understand it but it’s a pain to do so. The thought of buying books, the silence of the bookstore, the thrill of choosing the right title – all of this I will miss.

I guess, this is what you call discipline. It’s choosing one thing over another. It’s controlling and prioritizing. Money management.

Mom would be happy that’s I’m teaching myself something even without her presence.

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Mesmerizing

Posted in art/fashion/photography, interests. by Lex on April 23, 2010

A beautiful little snow princess from Narnia. Mesmerizing.

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Entrancing

Posted in art/fashion/photography, interests., weddings by Lex on April 14, 2010

When the eyes speak.

PHOTO CREDIT: Style Me Pretty
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Teenage Years

Posted in other by Lex on April 8, 2010

I never thought I would get to this stage. Well, I’m fifteen and I’m a teen. What I’m talking about is the part of this teenage stage where you get confused, pressured, stressed, and exhausted when all you’ve been doing is far more lighter than office jobs that our parents do. I study, I sleep and eat and take a shower, and then play. Is that even exhausting?

I have petty problems that aren’t really worth my attention. But I worry over it. I’m constantly checking on how I move. Is it refine? Am I sitting properly? Is my hair okay? Do I laugh too hard? Is he watching me? “Oh my god, I have pimples on top of my nose!” And then I try to hide.

You get the blasted pimples. You can’t poke them or you’ll end up hiding inside your house until you age. You start waiting, the loooong, dreadful wait of the day when your pimples are miraculously gone. I stopped applying blush on my cheeks, obeying my Mom at last. I stopped wearing make-up, finally realizing how I’m damaging my young skin.

I am conscious of my body, especially my skin. I want my Mom’s fair skin while I’m tan. The human mind is so odd I could cry. I’m tan and I want to be white. White people want to achieve tan. Am I nuts?

I don’t want fats on my belly. Every after meal, I try to stand up for as long as 30 minutes or even more just to prevent getting these fats. Might as well prevent than eliminate later, right? I plan on using cucumber on my eyes. I noticed, those who wear eye glasses get dark circles and I have no explanation for that. From now on, I try to eat a fruit a day just to feel adequate and healthy.

Everyday I shower because I can’t work if I don’t feel clean. I can’t stand dry hair or smelly breath. Everything must be clean. I have everything on my study table – punchers, paper clips, pencils, colored pencils, oil pastels, brushes, crepe papers, construction papers. Complete. As if it’s my office table. I don’t like borrowing.

I just realized, that the descriptions of adolescence that I read in my school books before are actually happening to me. The over reaction, the confusion. It’s a roller coaster ride, baby. When does this stop? When I stop growing? When I’m finally, at least, 5″7 tall or something like that? When this process ends and I have to click “finish” already, I hope I get the fruit of these worries. I’d be mature by then, worrying on bigger, major and more important problems, facing them with equal calmness as the wind. Surely, I won’t be fretting over pimples forever.

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God’s Promise

Posted in other by Lex on April 5, 2010

I see Your signature

In the sunset,

Your hand rolling back

The mighty sea.

I hear Your voice

In the stillness of the night

As You whisper,

“Ill never leave thee.

Judy Gordon

This poem was taken from a book Mom sent me called, Stories for a Woman’s Heart. It was the second collection and so I believe there would a third and of course the first. I am determined to find the said copies. I am touched by the different true stories told, by the different poems written and published in the book. There are stories of marriage, friendship, motherhood and more. As I read, I realize how God touches different lives in ways that I only see in movies. How cancer changed not only our lives but people of different sorts. How Down Syndrome could act as a glue to form the most storm proof love. It evoked in me an interest in poem.

Poem was boring to me. It was too enigmatic, too emotional, and too hard to understand. But poems such as the one above is so simple and so short that I wonder how it could evoke strong feelings. Now, I am loving poems. I wish to share another one before I say goodbye and praper for another studying marathon.

Most of all the other beautiful things in life

come by twos and threes, by dozens and hundreds.

Plenty of roses, stars, sunsets and rainbows,

brothers and sisters, aunts and cousins,

but only one mother in the whole world.

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