Monday, December 29, 2014

Happy Holidays! - Tagaytay Highlands, Philippines

Happy holidays, everybody! I hope you’re all having (or had,) a splendid Christmas vacation. The year 2015 is just around the corner, and we only have three more days until the start of a new year! Let's make the remaining days a memorable one.

For our post-Christmas celebration, my family and I went to Tagaytay Highlands. We’ve been spending our vacation here ever since I was 13 years old and this place above the mountains just never gets old for me. I have grown to love it here, even though we’ve been in and out here many times! The weather is breezy (at night a little too breezy), the people are friendly (but hey, Filipinos are generally friendly,) the view and the atmosphere are breathtaking, it's the perfect place to unwind and relax! 

Here are some pictures during my stay in Tagaytay:

Always remember that celebrating the holidays doesn't matter where you are, it's who you are with! And I'm very much happy that I get to spend it with my family! How about you, who were you with and how did you greet the holiday season? Share it!

P.S. I've looked through my previous blog posts and I’ve decided to not place watermarks for my next set of blogs with pictures anymore. It’s a little neater without it, don’t you think? So with that being said—please don’t grab them without my permission! If you’re planning to use it, simply leave a credit to me! (You could also add to your credit how awesome my blog is. I'm kidding this blog is lame) Many thanks! :) 


Shots fired with: Canon 550D

Friday, November 28, 2014

The Ups and Downs During My First Month of Unemployment

Oh, hey. Did you just graduate from college? Same here, so congratulations to the both of us, then. It’s such a fulfilling life event, isn’t it? Those terror professors, never-ending piles of paperwork, sleepless nights are now over. I think you and I deserve a break, right? Right. Some of our classmates just want to immerse themselves immediately to the real world and get some hands-on experience of the adult life while I will spend the next month contemplating about that. Some people just has it all planned out, you know? I’ve also wanted a concrete life plan after college as well, but oh, spontaneity just suddenly knocked on my door and told me, “Give yourself a break first.”

I get this hint of jealousy seeing and hearing news about my college classmates knowing that they've established themselves a 9 to 5 job and are already attending grad school in other countries. Everything just happened in a blink of an eye. I give my applause to them because wow, they’re already progressing into something. They’re already moving forward to their future.

As for me, I remain static. Weeks before my graduation and I was already getting a job offer. I was actually already interviewed thrice and I turned it down thrice. It was an entry-level position. It was kind of a fit for my degree, and the salary was, well, alright for an entry-level position. I can’t choose yet, you know. Life will not just provide you your ideal position. But the thing is, I wasn't ready yet. Or that's how I see it. I wanted to say I'm very much prepared but deep down I'm quite scared and intimidated. It's like you've just achieved something big and honorable and then after that you're back to square one. 

There's a few ups and downs of being unemployed. It's just my first month so it's not that long. First, it's recovery. I had all the time in the palm of my hands doing what I wanted to do without the aching feeling of knowing that you have a paper that's due in the next 6 hours. I get to compensate my lack of sleeping hours and the shows on TV that I've missed. It was a nice first month if you asked me.The second is freedom. Yes, my parents are both working, all of my siblings are in school, I have the house all to myself. The Wi-Fi's faster than ever, no one hogs the remote control of the TV until 4PM (since my siblings go home by 4PM,) and the food is all for myself...for now. Knowing that I'm recovering from my post-college woes and I have no one to control my time for now, everything seems to be unrestrained and open. There is one thing that's not clear though, and that's my future.

The downsides of being alone and unemployed for the moment is that there's this tiny little, annoying, persistent, conscience, asking you..."Now what?" I mean, looking at my college friends they seem to already have that answered. I'm undecided yet. I have goals, but no objectives. I've always wanted to travel the world or maybe stay in another country for a month or two and get a part-time job there and that would be a very amazing opportunity but I'm not the luckier ones. I wanted to push through this theater workshop I'm doing but my parents want me to have a more practical job. A Masters Degree would be cool but do I really want it? People will tell you to do this and do that instead, but I have no fucking interest in it and it's pressuring. I'm twenty, I'm old but I'm young. I'm ready but confused. I'm left with a lot of decisions, but just a few options. This is where I am right now. At home, being a bum and unproductive, yes that is true, but it's giving me the alone time that I needed. 

So to all those who are currently unemployed just like me, let's not lose hope, shall we? It's such a downer, it may even lower your self-esteem at times, but it makes you more self-aware, and gives ample time to think of what you really want to do, instead of hastily plunging into something you're not even prepared for. For all those who have plunged in, then good for you as well, the experience may also be worth the risk. We'll follow you soon. Hopefully, next year, the brand new year of 2015, I would have it all figured out. 

Photo credit: Georgie Wileman

Monday, November 24, 2014

Why I Love Birthdays

I just enjoy birthdays. Doesn't anyone? There's something about celebrating another year of someone’s life (or your own) in this world. The kind of birthday that I usually enjoy are those birthdays I celebrate with my close friends and family. I’m not really a fan of very big, fancy, birthday celebrations (I never actually had a debut,) but I prefer a close gathering kind of celebration.

What I love about birthdays, and getting an invite to celebrate it with them is like a way of saying that I get to celebrate another year with that person. This goes especially with my family as well as my friends who I have known since elementary/high school. My friends recently just celebrated their birthdays, and it was one of my happiest moments as a human being. I got an excuse to see them again (we're all busy. Yey, adult life), I got to use my creative thinking skills and plan a present for the birthday celebrant, I got to anticipate an event which will make your presence happy (unless you're not invited)

During birthdays do I realize that life is rare and precious. Our life is something worth celebrating. It’s a sign that another year has passed and you have survived it. Happy birthday to everyone who's celebrating their birthdays today! Enjoy it, you have earned another fresh, unpredictable year to live.

Photo Credit: Entertainment Guide

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Turning the Tassel (Graduation!)

Nursery? Check.
Kindergarten? Check.
Elementary? Check.
High school? Check.
College. CHECK.

This is unbelievable. I finally graduated from college! This is such a milestone! Imagine, that’s twenty years worth of education, and I am done with it.

I graduated high school at the age of 16, and I finished my college degree under 3 years and 2 months. I graduated just two weeks ago. The feeling sure is a fulfilling one. I’ve had so many ups and downs when I was in college, and experienced a lot of firsts as well (some, memorable, some, just not), and let me tell you—college life was one heck of a roller coaster ride.

I first stepped in the university with a fresh new start, thinking that it will be just a breeze to swim the waters of college. Well, the waters sure were choppy. You have to really navigate yourself (figuratively and literally,) through it, knowing that it will be your new home for the next three, four, five, years. As for me, things in college didn’t run very smoothly. I just want to say that great company (and good food) saved most of my days inside college, while the rest was just hellish. It was a mix of trouble and bliss.

I wouldn’t be able to graduate without the overwhelming support of my family and friends, as well as my past teachers. Not a lot of children are given a chance to have a proper education, let alone study in a prestigious university. I can consider myself immensely blessed, and from this I know that one should not take their education for granted. Formal education is indeed fuh-reakin’ pricey, coming from a middle-class citizen like me. I cried in my room when I informed my parents that I had to extend another term due to one of my courses. It sucked that I didn’t get to graduate on time, and I learned my lesson because of that. I am very grateful that I have understanding parents. I may not receive a medal, but I believe that’s not the only kind of accolades in the world that measure success.

Anyway, I may have graduated from college, but I still haven’t graduated from learning. We all learn from cradle to grave. As I’m getting myself a two-month long vacation before I stepped into the real world, I’m personally nervous. I have no idea where my course will take me, or what career path I should get. I still haven’t got it all together yet, but I know that I want to work somewhere where I will be truly happy. This is something that I should thoroughly prep for. The future has just begun.

Cheers for another brand new start.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

From Theater to Life: The 8 Things I've Learned So Far

This post is long overdue, and I’m mentally slapping myself in the face because I really do suck at consistently posting blog entries.

But this entry is going to be a long one, so brace yourself to whoever is reading this as I will type my thoughts, sentiments, and violent reactions about my experiences back in my theater school (actually it’s just a workshop but theater school sounds way cooler).

I could say that as much as I am that girl with the soft voice, the girl who usually shies away from the crowd, the girl who fears public speaking, the girl who is a little bit socially inept—I enjoy performing. I really do. I’m a huge fan of the arts—plays, musicals, concerts, movies, and I want to be a part of those in the future. One of the reasons why I enjoy these is because I see these performing artists, these movie actors and actresses, bringing a story to life not just through words, but through actions. I like how they get to step inside the shoes of a different person from time to time, I mean, you don’t usually get to do those. Everything’s full of life and in motion, pretty much the opposite of my life which is currently dull and passive. I admire their creative talent and I would love to venture into what they are venturing some day.

That is why back in elementary (3rd grade) I joined the Drama club, and out of all the clubs that I’ve joined every year back in elementary, the Drama club was my favorite. Back in high school, I took up vocal lessons because I wanted to be the next Kim from Miss Saigon or Sandy from Grease or even one of the Von Trapp children. I used to be in the Production Arts club for three years straight and never switched clubs, ha-ha. Fast forward college, well, I didn’t join the Theatre Guild since there was some embarrassing initiation and I can’t really handle the training hours required since I go back and forth from home to my university. So during the summer, my parents enrolled me in an educational theater association, and I took up Theater Arts and Basic Acting.

The time I took up summer and weekend theater courses, I expected that same thing as to what I did back in elementary and high school; fun and easy tasks. You just need to plan, practice, and then perform it. By the time I stepped into the Theater Arts and Basic Acting workshops, it’s as if all the exciting butterflies in my stomach died, the rainbows circling in my head turned to thunderstorms, and all my positive assumptions about acting were dumped into the trash. I was on a ticket to (temporary) hell.

After all the fun, tiring, and brainfucking weeks of the workshop, I fairly concluded that what I enrolled was not basic at all. I think that basic is an understatement. It was soul-crushing and gut-wrenching. But if that is only just basic acting, I couldn’t imagine what intermediate acting will be like. It would probably be like going into the second layer of hell. Kidding aside, it truly was on eye-opener. After our final showcase (which was like, our graduation,) I was craving for more. As much as majority of the time it was truly tiresome, I was craving for more. I told myself, “Yes, this is the kind of tiring that I want to have—the fulfilling one."

From there, I have come out with 8 things that I’ve learned from theater (minus the technical things) that I could bring into my everyday life. They’re pretty useful for me.

1. WARM-UPS ARE A MUST. Why warm-up you say? Eventually, if you don’t, you’ll warm up by the time you’ve stepped on the stage, and that’s rude (according to my theater coaches, which I heartily agree). I could say that as someone who used to do this, it was a very brutal task for me when we were doing the warm-ups. I was so not used to it, but when I learned to add this one important routine prior to going on stage, it definitely helped me. I would say I’d be screwed if I didn’t warm up. (And oh yeah, I was screwed on one of my performances because I didn’t warmed up. It was embarrassing, really.)

Simple warm-ups such as stretching, neck rolls, tongue twisters, and jumping up and down are good practices. We used to this and our theater coach incorporated it with inspiring music so that we could stay motivated. If you're already used to it, you'll find it very relaxing and comforting, as it'll wipe away those battered bones in your body.

2. STAY COMMITTED. In the context of work, if you’re so into what you’re doing, then that’s how you’ll probably manage to go somewhere. Being committed to something means you have goals in your life, and that you have dreams and aspirations. Having a commitment and sticking to it, and working really hard for it will lead you to where you want to be. It shows that you have faith, strength, and determination to do a task. Similar to theater, if you’re given a script—you better make it happen and work your arse off!

3. BE SENSITIVE. React, react, react! I keep on hearing this word over and over again. There really are some upsides and downsides when it comes to being sensitive. Being overly-sensitive is the bad one, yeah. But being sensitive to your surroundings shows that you’re at least aware of what’s going on. Reacting makes everything seem to be more dynamic. Being sensitive means that you’re responsive to the situation, and that’s what makes it interesting. Why not make your life interesting, right? And this brings me on to my next point that:

4. PRESENCE OF MIND IS IMPORTANT. Before my theater class starts, we would stand in a circle and one of my theater coaches would ask us, “So, what caught your attention today?” Thank goodness I was one of the last people to ask this question because nothing really caught my attention that day. The time before I went to class was rather dull, nothing pleasing or surprising to notice. But during theater class, I now learned how to appreciate even the smallest things. I learned how to observe more, feel more, and to keep my mind more agile. Being curious of what’s going on around you really has its advantages.

5. EMBRACE YOUR FEARS. Intimidation does strike fear to the weak. I’m probably one of the weak ones. Like what I just mentioned earlier, knowing that I was one of the youngest in the class, my ball of excitement for the course just deflated, but this shouldn't be the case. As much as they have more experience than me, that should pose as a motivating challenge to do better. Also, knowing that my shyness is my biggest weakness, it shouldn't affect me. I highly regret not volunteering that much in class because of fear. Based from experience, no matter how stupid I looked during the exercises, or no matter how wrong I did, the class would just laugh and move on. My classmates were too busy improving their own performance to give a flying funk on my performance. Mistakes will happen eventually, and that’s okay—our mistakes are the best teachers. Besides, you’re there to learn from everybody.

6. BE OPEN. “Open your soul, open your heart, open your mind,” I remember what my theater coach said. Being open is one important aspect when it comes to theater because it helps you discover things not only from others but also from yourself. I’m not much of a talker, and I stay in silence majority of the duration of our group discussions, and that’s as equal as being a selfish person. If you have something worthy of saying that will be give more input to the discussion, just go ahead. In life, it’s also best to learn how to be generous.

7. LISTEN. Of course, if you have a lot to say, say it with worth. Don’t say it for the act of saying it. In theater (as well as in life,) one should also learn how to listen. That’s how you comprehend, that’s how you agree or disagree, that’s how you evaluate, and that’s how you form opinions— through listening first. Listening is one way to communicate more effectively.

8. HAVE FUN. I could not stress this enough. Of course, if it's your passion, have fun! I could say that there will be times in life that you will encounter major hurdles and frustrations, but as the song Rainbow goes, “As long as the world still turns, there will be night and day.” Tomorrow’s another day. Stop over-thinking and let everything go the way it has to go, and let it naturally flow. Embrace the moment

“But what if it doesn’t work?” Well, might as well consider the #1 on the list? 

In the end of it all, what I learned from theater that I can bring to life is that we shouldn't be really complacent. What struck me the most on what one of my theater coaches said is that you have to just plunge in. I learned how to be more conscious in my surroundings and to be more sensitive not only what’s around me but also to myself. I had the opportunity to interact with different types of people and how to be more confident in my abilities, as well as to learn how to be giving.

When it comes to acting, pretending to be someone else is not easy. Just like any other professions out there, you always have to improve your craft no matter how far you think you've come. Rome wasn’t built in a day, they say, so make each and every day be a learning experience for you. That's why I entitled this post ...The 8 Things I've Learned So Far since I know that there's still more room for me to grow and embrace new knowledge. After all, you keep on learning until your dead, so might as well keep it up.

Break a leg! Not literally, though!

"You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star."
— Friedrich Nietzsche

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Happy One Year Anniversary, Five Feet of Awesome!

Yup, it has been exactly a year ago since I started this blog. Yup. Yup. Time flies so fast. I can't wait what's in store for the upcoming years! Thank you for those who viewed, read, commented, and liked my posts. It meant a lot to me. If you want to do some collaborations just feel free to drop me a message. x


Friday, September 12, 2014

Thursday, September 4, 2014


Shots taken from: iPhone 5S | Shots fired by: Me | Model: Little sister Myka

Thursday, August 28, 2014

He Said, She Said (11)

“Intimidation strikes fear into the weak, and when you’re afraid, you make mistakes, and that’s when people can get you easily.”

- Anonymous

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Kit and Kat

Shots taken from: Canon EOS 550D | Shots fired by: Me and Lyn Estrella | Models: Richa & Arianne | Location: Craft Coffee Workshop 

Thursday, August 7, 2014


Pinterest of Angela D

Hey, everyone! So I have a Pinterest page! The first time I went to this site I could not stop pinning! The obsession quickly escalated. I currently have 15 different boards, those of which are ranging from clothes to food. Here’s a breakdown! Feel free to click on any link! (Click the collage and it will lead you to my Pinterest.) HAPPY PINNING!

1. Where I’d Like To Be in 3 Years (I’m assuming no one will really be interested here but oh well.)
7. Crushes Appreciation Board (You have no idea how many celebrity crushes I have. Oh, Hollywood. Wait for me.)
8. Skin Art (Tattoo art, basically.)
9. He Said, She Said (Quotes!)
10. Food Feast (Warning: Not for the faint of heart.)
15. Road to Fitness

Have your own Pinterest? Do we share the same interest? Comment down below!

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

August Playlist 2014

Created my August playlist this 2014! Most of the songs here are indie, but they’re one of the best! I really enjoyed listening to this playlist. You know some? What's your fave? Let me know!

*Correction: It's actually Youth by Daughter. Sorry for the mix up. 

Friday, August 1, 2014

The Blogmopolitan Quiz: Round 1

Whenever I flip a Cosmopolitan magazine I always see this slam book-ish section Cosmo quiz for the certain model of the magazine. I’m one of those women (gosh, women. I can't believe I'm 20,) who would mentally answer the quiz. I want to do one for real, and I saw that a blogger made one for bloggers out there! If you want to answer your own, check out Two Thirds Hazel’s entry.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Araby: How We Would End It

Hi, everyone! Have any of you read Araby by James Joyce back in college or in high school? During my Human Literature class last year, our professor paired us up and tasked us to read Araby, a short story and give it a little twist. She asked us to write a flash fiction of the story. Flash fiction simply means to write a brief story out of something, and our professor asked us to write an additional ending to Araby, and here is our version. I hope you guys like it, it’s a team effort! (A team of two, haha.)

But FIRST, I would like you to read the original Araby here!

Date written: June 10, 2013

As the boy sees himself grudging, he turned around. He paused and took a deep breath, closed his eyes and calmed himself. He didn’t want to go home and sleep with such anger in his heart. He walked away slowly further and further until the lights from Araby slowly fade away. He didn’t want to spend the money that his uncle gave him only to ride the train without anything else left in his pocket so he decided to walk home for him to take his mind off things, cool his head, and just think; think about the girl whom he was supposed to buy a souvenir for.

He walked passively along the dark roads where the sky seemed so limitless, but unfortunately, that night, there were no stars twinkling in the sky. There were very dark rain clouds above his head and the moment he smiled upon remembering the face, the dress, the hair of the girl who calls out Mangan at night, thunder rumbled.

 It was probably the worst night of his life. Rain started pouring but he didn’t attempt to outrun the rain. He thought he would just savour the feeling of cold breeze blowing as the tiny raindrops fall onto him. However, he started feeling cold, he thought he could make it without passing out be he felt his sight getting blurry and body’s shivering from inside out.

He decided to sit on the pavement before he actually passes out and bumps his head somewhere. After a few minutes, he felt the raindrops seized on bothering him. It hasn’t stopped raining; it actually became stronger with the winds blowing harder. He was confused. “Have I passed out already? Am I dreaming?” To his surprise a certain someone was holding an umbrella when he looked up. She was covered with dark clothing and he could barely see her face. He even only assumed that she was a woman because of her petite body; until she spoke to him, “O love! O love!”

Mangan’s sister was standing right in front of him, her beauty radiating despite the gloomy weather. She scanned his face again until the boy replied to her. When no words passed his lips, she decided to sit down beside him on the pavement, not minding that her dress is now soaked and soiled from the rain like him. Still sitting there agape with his train of thoughts in the midst of crashing, he finally spoke.

“Why are you here?” he asked. She cracked a smile to him. “The retreat was called off in the last minute. I asked money from my brother, but I it took me a while to search for him. I hopped on the train at the last minute as well, hoping to come with you,” she explained. Unbeknownst to the boy, Mangan’s sister was in the train along with him. “When I arrived here in Araby, it was already closing, and it started to rain. I was supposed to go home, and then I found…you.” She finished. “I’m sorry I didn’t get you anything,” the boy apologized, and the girl shook his head and chuckled. “I am fine. Let’s go home shall we, love?” She stood up, all drenched regardless of her using the umbrella. The girl reached out her hand to his. He plastered a smile, and she did as well as he reached out hers. She called him love.

Today was a good day after all.

The end! Did you like it? I hope you did! How would you continue Araby? Let me know!

More from James Joyce | Meet my partner (as in, my partner who co-wrote this flash fiction with me) Patrish Dizon