I Am So Much More Than Just A Pretty Face — Kayla Diebold

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Photo © Genessa Panainte

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.”

— Kahlil Gibran

I walk through life, every day, capturing the attention of strangers solely based off of my outside physical characteristics. Noticing my bright green eyes, tan skin, charming smile and a nicely put together physique. Pretty, sexy, gorgeous have been terms used to express me.

As much as I respect the compliments, I am deeper than an image.

There are many individuals who miss the woman I am, the soul I sincerely have. Imagine going into an art gallery, so many lovely articulate paintings overlooked by more loud collaborative paintings. The painting you’ve overlooked is still there, not requesting you to look at or take in, but once you look beyond the image, truly acknowledging the art. There is a beautiful message behind the delusion.

If you fixate on my image, not penetrating beyond my exterior, you miss my value. The beauty is in the message of my soul.

I realized early in life that being pretty is generally more of a burden than a benefit. When meeting people, they grow interested in me because I appeal to their eyes. Being pretty becomes a disturbance, blocking out the ability of others getting to appreciate me for my inner radiance. From everyday situations to important career outcomes such as employment interviews, it astonishes me how much an outside image effects people. Landing a position based on my pretty appearance, not seeing I have the intellect to back it up. I was acknowledged as the cheerleader and not the softball player because I know how to put on lipstick and twirl my hair. The one that offends me the most is being stereotyped as a female without a mind because in civilization today you can’t be both pretty and intelligent.

Pretty is described as attractive in a subtle way without being really beautiful. I don’t even feel the need to comment on that absurd allegation. Pretty has a unique definition to each individual. Everyone sees differently with the eyes. I believe, pretty comes from within.

An attractive physical appearance means nothing if you have an awful heart.

Like the familiar saying goes “What looks good to you, isn’t always good for you”. Pretty is vague, I demand to be recognized and acknowledged as very much more than an expression with such vague context.

Although my face to you may be “pretty”, pretty I am not. I am a genuine beauty. Beautiful from the inner surface of my heart.

I am intellectual, confident, a dream chaser, determined, loving, warm-hearted, devoted, independent. A daughter, a sister, a noble friend, a learner and forever a shoulder to everyone that desires it to lean on.

My advice to every woman out there, you are more than just a pretty face. Realize that, enforce it, and live up to those words every day. “You can be pretty darling, but make it a point to be so much more.”

I Am So Much More Than Just A Pretty Face (Kayla Diebold)

Look what’s become of us. Aren’t we all just made of dust.

You know what, I’m starting to not like living in a big house. Sometimes I wish I could be in small spaces because I want to live in a more simpler life but I have a ton of savings. I hate the fact that other people show off things. So yabang. It makes me sick; and all those people try to rate your capabilities because you’re provided. You people shouldn’t underestimate me. My success will always be based on my happiness and peace in my heart. Walang papantay sa totoong kaligayahan kaysa sa pera. Because other people are just so poor, all they have is money.

I don’t know why I don’t feel overprotective. Maybe because I already know that he’s old enough to choose his decisions when there are hangouts with the guys. As long as its not gunna mess things’ up, I wouldn’t mind. My life changed after him coming in my life. There were times that I’d never really think that this is real. Suppose to be that’s the reason sometimes I just look at him because I don’t believe it in a moment that we’re together unlike before.

There were so many things that happened. Those toxic days that we were both talking about how messed up people’s minds are. Now, we got the hang of the questions why, and I guess that’s just life and people believe in their own opinions anyway. I never thought that I’d get along with his perspectives that I’m just hanging out with this guy after every single class, eating snacks together and talking about life. What if our schedules were different? I don’t think we’ll be like this anyway but it happened.

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How did it began? All I know is God wrote it. So I have nothing against it if he wants me to be in this journey now. This was the first time I never controlled anything about my feelings and he was just right there. And I like it.

I don’t want to tell everything and this is just about the 1% of what I spoke about him publicly. I’d like to keep most of it in private. It’s better that way.

I am the different colors of your palette

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I have officially accepted it. That I am a lady of facing that I am acting too foolish to prove myself worthy like a reputation. I always check on everything that I can pull off like how I look or how I think, but I am not really happy. Though I am not trying to fit in to the world,

I am trying to be someone worth talking about without a bad highlight and then I realized my days are getting slower to recognizing who I really am. I am too competitive and challenged on the outside world. But as soon I am stepping in my room where my bed is,

I lay down seeing myself with a very cozy comforter and big soft pillow saying, you don’t need to be looked by everyone as someone admirable. You should be you. For how many times everyone should tell you to be you. The way I put it around me eases me.

And now here I am, removing all the things that doesn’t describe who I really am.

I am the different colors of your palette where I could hangout with you on different kinds of adventures without complaining how the heat of the sun sticks to my skin or exams are too hard to study for. I hope for dedication and putting the heart into it. I learn more everyday, and maybe to tomorrow, I’ll learn a lot more.

Maki + Kuma + Tezuka: Hear the Masters Speak

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I was really overwhelmed the day we went to this seminar. Me and my classmates went home with a great memory to remember. Unluckily, I wasn’t wearing a corporate there. Everyone was wearing a corporate attire.

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But even though my fashion was out of place, I decided to let it be and fill myself the knowledge they good give to us.

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I think I could’ve shared more if I was on the actual place but I don’t have a camera, only my phone that doesn’t take pictures very well. But I still enjoyed it, I am looking forward to going again next year.

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And here we are, so random because we had the opportunity to have a photo with Ar. Tezuka. The people who were accomodating them said we can only have one shot. But I really wanted to address Ar. Maki and Ar. Kuma that we love them too. Its just that we weren’t given the opportunity with them because they weren’t letting us to have other photos.

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Every architecture student knows the struggle of being a fan wanting on have a photo with them inspiring architects. But I will never forget what Ar. Maki said about coming up to designing buildings, “You have to figure it out by yourself.”

Summer Classes

My summer classes only started for two days and I just feel tired all the time. 8AM to 9PM in the evening is just so stressful. I don’t even know if I regret this. I cry for the Lord to help me. I always sigh a lot. But I don’t want to feel complaining again because I decided for this myself to take these subjects. Good thing I still have good company to go through this.

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Loving someone isn’t…

Loving someone isn’t…

Its not because you two like the same bands.

Its not because you two grew up from the same town.

Its not because you two hang out all the time.

Its not because you two chat or text a lot.

Its not because your parents know each other.

Its not because you two were best buds since childhood.

Its not because mutual is enough.

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Its about you two loving each other unconditional.

Its you two feeling the same way about each other.

Its you two as one.