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I felt honored to be part of the Focus Group Discussion within the Department of Speech Communication and Theater Arts (DSCTA) yesterday. Giving my opinions, stances and advocacies with the faculty and fellow students made me feel important. It was a little surrising that Dr. Cortez chose me to be the rep of theater arts, given that there could potentially be more qualified senior students, but I believe that I did justice to my course and to the love of theater and the arts.

With that said, I must say it’s a little disturbing if the faculty and department think of you as an alcoholic (when it’s only partially true.:P) I guess it stemmed from (1) me performing a personal narrative on the six basic alcohol groups, (2) me choosing “We Filipinos are Mild Drinkers” for my short story adaptation and (3) how I look in class. “Riley, it seems to me when you’re in class that you look like you didn’t get enough sleep, you look hangover, you look like you just got out of bed.” This hit me particularly because, first of all, yes, I drink. Often. Very often. But I don’t get drunk frequently. Okay, I was drunk last night but before that the last time I was drunk was January. However, I concede that my appearance telling people about me is crucial. Especially last semester, I always managed to get 6 to 8 hours of sleep! I always take a bath when I wake up. Perhaps it’s time to reevaluate oneself. I mean if people think that based on my appearance and general manuevers that I’m a drunk and a slut, they can’t be wrong because they’re basing it on what I project. Maybe it’s time I actually dress up more? Look like it took me more than 30 seconds to put on my ensemble? We’ll see. (Although to be fair, there might be some truth. I mean, I was drunk last night, and I’ve been drinking every night this past week.)

Moving on, I had a GREAT EGO BOOST last night. A GREAT EGO BOOST! At the start of the semester, I prioritized my classes and I decided that Playwriting and Directing should be my focus. And they were. Especially with Dr. Juan’s playwriting. I know I worked my ass off in that course. And I was expecting a grade of practically 1.5 at best. Imagine my surprise when I saw that the great Dr. Juan gave me a FLAT 1.0!!!! I cried. I feel so thankful and blessed to be part of his class and to showcase my final product (BRO) that my professor would think is a quality work. *bow* I humbly call myself a writer.

I’d like to take this opportunity to thank (1) my actors, both for the final production and first reading, for breathing life to my text. (2) my classmates, for the group critiques and collective growth and (3) my mentor, Dr. Juan, for the constant guidance and direction. This has been an awesome semester.

I’ve said this before. I’ve had my share of flat 1.0’s in the past. But the feeling of getting a flat 1.0 in a “difficult” subject, knowing that you’ve worked your ass off every night trying to perfect it, is just so gratifying that I want to fly in cloud nine. 🙂

In other news, summer classes start today! I’m excited for Prof. Garcellano’s CL 110 (Literature and Political Change) and Prof. Coscolluela’s CW 110 (Fiction Writing). 🙂


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It just struck me today that the sem’s (almost) over. Last week, I was too preoccupied with productions to note that these are, in fact, FINAL productions implying the end of the semester draws near. So today, I found out a bittersweet fact – I could now delete my alarms!

To elaborate – most alarm clocks (or in my case, program) have a feature that allows you to set it in a recurring pattern. In my case, my alarm goes off at 7am during Tuesdays and Thursdays and at 9:30am during Wednesdays and Fridays. And that has been a pseudo-regular pattern for this whole sem. And, now that the sems over, GOODBYE ALARMS!

Not that I’m in celebration mood yet. Yesterday, I still had a final production for Tap Dance. Today, I still had an exam in Theatre History, which I hope I did well in. Aside from those, just an Acting Final on Monday and an exhibit to set-up on Tuesday and I’m free as a bird…

Not. No, I don’t have a sembreak. Starting next week, rehearsals for “Ang Unang Aswang” begin and I have to be there everyday. No, I’m not an actor there. I’m one of the two stage managers! I’m super-excited to jump-start my technical theatre career with a full-fledged SM-gig. Can’t wait to start working.

Anyway, just something to share that happened today. A professor advised me to shift from my performance track to theater research track. It’s not that you can’t do research and  perform at the same time – which I intend to do – it’s that I have to do a research-based thesis. Oh well. Goodbye plans for a movement thesis. Chos. I guess we actually do have to play to our strengths. 

I don’t know I’m still confused about what my life and career will be post-theater. I’m still in the ‘Is this even the right field for me’ deliberations so I hope to find the answers more next sem. Yikee – Directing! Yikee – Playwriting! Two of my most awaited subjects. Can’t wait to start next sem.

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A world of damnation, the world of deadly sins.

This October 8, join the Speech 121 (Oral Interpretation) class in living a night of sin and pleasure. Come and watch as they unveil the vicious world of SALIGIA.

Under the direction of:
Riley Palanca

Superbia Avaritia Luxuria Invidia Gula Ira Acedia.
Which of these sins have you committed?
Which of these sins remain hidden?
Which of these sins are you?

For inquiries, please contact 09228684420.

See you 🙂

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I’m still in a sort of high from today that I couldn’t put my thoughts together cohesively. I’ll randomly blurb out the happenings of the day.

(1) NO PE. Well, technically we had class and the other groups were already halfway through their HIGHLY COMPETITIVE choreography. Our group, on the other hand, decided to play it chill for the day. So cheat day – no practice. We deserve it anyway, we had a stressful Dancing in September.

(2) Two Plays for English. Yikes! Have got to read Acts I of Tempest and The Winter’s Tale. Eeek! While I initially suggested OTHELLO as our final play, because Othello is twisted and Desdemona is a slut, as most Shakespearean women are, but unlike most of them, I actually like Didi, (I named my two-year old laptop Desdemona) I eventually voted for Tempest because you know. Faeries. Spirits. Gayness. Fun.

(3) 121 Blocking. While we have a working script, I’m always in the process of revising this. If you’re reading this, you’re practically mandated to watch our production, because, you know, friends watch each other perform. SEVEN DEADLY SINS. October 8. 7PM. Venue TBA.

(4) 130 Meeting. Sadly, I wasn’t able to make the meeting. Had to meet up with a friend to collect a loan. Anyway, I’m starting to feel the stress of having productions on consecutives dates. Ack! Anyway, will make bawi-bawi this week. Euk.

(5) Performance Piece: I’m excited about the piece I’m going to perform for OI. I don’t want to spoil anything but it’s very very close to my heart. I cried over this piece when I first read/heard it, and up to know when I remember the weird feeling in my chest when I first read it, there is still a sense of sadness lying around. Since our motif is seven deadly sins, I might as well reveal my piece is going to be in the INVIDIA section.

(6) Oliver/Annie: I sort of, kind of (but honestly not really) miss my old 100-days. It’s fun to go back and see what they put on and honestly for their first prod, it was pretty great. I’ve seen a lot worse production done by more experience people. A big applause goes to Ronah and Mark (YAY! BATCH LOVE! ❤ Sunod na si ZYRA on Thursday) for their big UP debut. More is to come pa yan.

(7) Hellcats is a horrible show. And I’m speaking as (a) a dancer, (b) a homosexual man, (c) a CW watcher, (d) a cheerleading fan and really all aspects of me despise this show. It’s just bad. Good premise sana, but horrible execution.

(8) Excited for the BIG BANG THEORY SEASON 4 PREMIER! Had a full Season 1 – 3 marathon just to prepare for it 🙂

(9) By the way, my room is clean now.

(10) I appreciated it A LOT when A LOT of people went up to me today and said that I did a great job during the Dancing in September Tap Dance. Most of them were people I didn’t even knew watched. I’m not necessarily fishing for compliments to just boost my ego. The thing is, I’m not a tap dancer. Hell, I’m not a trained dancer. I have no training whatsoever in modern jazz or ballet. So little things like people appreciating how I dance is a nice confidence booster.

And, finally, a small passive-aggressive immature statement:

I miss you so much. Your name in my YM and Facebook chat list is a big temptation to just BUZZ and say hello. Sometimes, when I see you I just want to hug you and tell you everything’s fine now. But it’s not. No. Just no. Not right now. Not like this. Not so soon after. Don’t take me for another one of those idiots you play around with – we both know I’m so much better than all of them. ALL OF THEM PLUS YOU. Combined.

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This was a very performance-oriented day.

First off was Dancing in September. I was surprised by the turnout of this event of CHK. There were a lot of people and some of them were people I’d never expected to see. (Hello PB, Paolo, Doodz, Joy, Arjay, Joseph, Acey, Classmate from 160) etc. And, in fact, I saw a lot of people performing that I didn’t expect to see! (Roxie for Bellydancing, Jen and Mel for Line Dance, Miggy for Ballet, Leya and Red for Cheerdance, Hannah for Hawaiian Hula and, the queen of it all, Nadz for Striptease Aerobics. Nadz, the reason I’m single right now is because you’re not teaching me your routine. Chos)

While I had fun dancing and performing our 2-month old tap routine to the song of ‘Moving on Up’ (which we’re happily moving on from), there was really nothing that eventful that happened. Imma miss that routine though. Lez do it one more time for fun’s sake!

Anyway, the more interesting part of the day was watching INFORMATION FOR FOREIGNERS by Griselda Gambaro, adapted and directed by Anton Juan. 

I must say, I loved it. I’ve read the orignal text last summer and it instantly became a favorite. Even as text, it was written in a very unconventional manner. I don’t really wanna spoil it here as the beauty of the text lies in its spontaneity. 

And yes.The production was great.  It was chilling. It was brilliant. And it was apt. This is indeed a production that will stick with you for a long time. Everything from the acting, to the lights, to the sounds was just riveting. I just hope I don’t have dreams of the things that happened there tonight.

No in-depth review to be published online as usual. It’s just not appropriate for a theater student pursuing a performance/directing tract to do so.

Watch Information for Foreigners, it runs today up to Sunday, 7PM at the CAL New Building. Tickets at 160 pesos.

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Tomorrow (September 19) at 3PM marks the annual UP Diliman College of Human Kinetics DANCING AT SEPTEMBER. (Tickets at 30 php. You can buy at the gym) And, for the first time in four years and four dance-related PE classes, I would be performing for Professor Kimpo’s Tap Dance class.

Right now, I’m acting calm but there are so many things going through my head.

  • What if I forget my steps? I’m front and center and one tiny mistake at my part and the whole audience would notice.
  • What if my laces go undone? It has happened many times in practice.
  • What if I bump into someone in the step-back part?
  • What if we were really to dance in linoleum thus rendering the tap sounds useless? It would be weird to tap dance without the, uhm, taps.
  • What if no one likes our dancing?
  • And, most importantly, what if I couldn’t come up with a hot ensemble to wear by tomorrow afternoon? 

The thing is, this is just the normal jitters. Of course, as a performer, it is still my responsibility to shake all these off by tomorrow so that when I dance, I just dance without being self-concious or intimidated. Live the moment kumbaga. I still have so much to grow as a tap dancer and even as a dancer in general. I’m not even sure how I’m going to attack the dance tomorrow – like happy-happy, or aggressive-happy or whatever. To paraphrase Sir Dexter, dancers are not just merely the choreographer’s puppets.


Anyway, please do stop by at the Dancing in September event. All the dance classes will be performing with rumored special performances by UP Street Dance and UP Pep. Remember, tomorrow, 3 PM at the GYM. Tickets at 30php ONLY. Watch.

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Okay. Today was monologue refining day for Theater 111. I had quite a hard time choosing a good monologue since I did not want to use some of the commonly known ones (To be or not to, Is this a dagger I see before me, But, soft what light through yonder window breaks, O, Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art though, Romeo? and a whole lot more)

It was serendipitous that we were discussing Macbeth in class. And, shet, how much I just LOVE Lady Macbeth. I normally dislike Shakespeare’s women because, and I don’t care if this sounds misogynistic, they’re all silly sluts. The whole bunch of them, Midsummer’s Helena and Hermia; Merchant’s Portia; Much Ado’s Hero; Hamlet’s Ophelia; the titular Juliet. I do like Othello’s Desdemona. 

ANYWAY, there’s something twisted going on with Lady Macbeth and that’s why I love her. I was supposed to do the famous ‘unsex me’ monologue but then at Act IV, here goes, comes the incredibly powerful and twisted sleepwalking scene! It’s BRILLIANT! I automatically had to youtube videos of it and it gave me shivers.

I JUST HAD TO DO IT! I Just HAD to do it!

Yet here’s a spot. 

Out, damned spot! out, I say!–One: two: why, 

then, ’tis time to do’t.–Hell is murky!–Fie, my 

lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we 

fear who knows it, when none can call our power to 

account?–Yet who would have thought the old man 

to have had so much blood in him. 

The thane of Fife had a wife: where is she now?– 

What, will these hands ne’er be clean?–No more o’ 

that, my lord, no more o’ that: you mar all with 

this starting. 

Here’s the smell of the blood still: all the 

perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little 

hand. Oh, oh, oh! 

Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so 

pale.–I tell you yet again, Banquo’s buried; he 

cannot come out on’s grave. 

To bed, to bed! there’s knocking at the gate: 

come, come, come, come, give me your hand. What’s 

done cannot be undone.–To bed, to bed, to bed! 


 And the best part is – I get to wear drag! 😛

EDIT: Apparently, if you don’t know the story of Macbeth you won’t get the monologue. Sad:( Anyway, she’s sort of…summarizing the incidents. Well, sort of, but not really.

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