||: DISCLAIMER: This old blog entry is being reposted FOR a friend (hopefully this would somehow help) and NOT for any other reasons.
||: One of the luxuries that my so-called vacation has been affording me is unlimited TV time. We have this what we call legally illegal cable TV access. Confusing? Well, in our building, most units have cable TV access. The unit in front of ours, the one to our right, above, below, and even the one to our left (in the other building) all have --I think-- CATV connections. And so, with just an ordinary antenna, we have free access to Sky Cable Platinum! Woohoo! The best things in life are indeed free! Hahaha! Although the reception is not as crystal clear, what have I to complain? Besides, the more important channels (Star World, AXN, HBO, National Geographic, Lifestyle Network, etc.) are clear enough to watch for hours without straining my eyes (but the long hours of doing so probably is, hehehe!), especially after midnight when more channels become clearer. That explains our "legally illegal" connection.
||: With such free access, I usually turn the TV on even if I'm not really watching anything, since I only get to do this rarely (labo no?). Anyway, the other night, the TV was on and doing its thing in the background while I was busy catching up on forwarding messages to friends and cousins who text me regularly (including those who don't but matter to me, hehe), when I heard something which literally made me (and the world around me) stop.
||: The dialogue of the guy went something like "5 years, itatapon mo lang ang lahat? Hindi mo man lang ako bibigyan ng isang chance para ayusin ang lahat?"
||: That made me blurt out something that you can spell by pressing SHIFT + all the numeric keys on the top row of your keyboard. Yes, I very rarely curse, and that line made me. Primarily because it brought back very painful memories. It felt like a scab that was covering a slowly healing wound was forcibly taken off causing the wound to rebleed profusely.
||: I stopped what I was doing and focused on the TV. It was, I found out, the trailer of the Star Cinema Movie One More Chance (I see faces smirking and cringeing in disgust... I don't care). I know this may be major baduy to a lot, but I am not ashamed to admit that I was able to relate to the movie (or, at least, to what the trailer showed).
||: The curse wasn't actually for anyone (her, him, or both of them)... no, it was for the pain that I (once again) felt. The trailer really felt like it was reminding me of my not so recent sob story. And as if to add insult to the injury, the trailer goes:
GIRL: 10 years from now ganto pa rin kaya tayo?
GUY: 11,12,13,14, forever & ever!
GIRL: Promise?
GUY: Promise.
WHEN LOVE ENDS...
GUY: 5 years, itatapon mo nang lahat?
GIRL: Kailangan ko 'to, kailangan mo rin.
GUY: Pero ikaw ang kailangan ko.
FRIEND: If kaya pang ayusin, piplitin, but if this is really what both of you need then
just be strong, magiging mahirap at masakit pero hopefully all the pain would
be worth it...
HOW LONG SHOULD YOU HOLD ON?
HOW SOON SHOULD YOU LET GO?
GUY: Mahal na mahal kita kahit ang sakit na!
||: Was someone listening to our conversations? Or is that what people usually say to each other in situations like this? The last movie I saw was I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry, which I wasn't even able to finish because of this circumstance: my senior and the rest of my team sneaked out of the hospital one lunch time during pre-duty the other month to eat out and watch a movie at The Block. A little over halfway through the movie, the chief resident was suddenly looking for our senior and was calling him on the phone. We had to leave and rush back to the hospital because he told the chief that we were just having lunch and that he'll be in the office in 10 minutes! Anyway, segue aside, that trailer made me curious enough to want to watch the movie and see how everything ends up. But then again, I don't think I'm masochist enough to risk the possibility of watching a very "similar" story to my own and to relive the pain.
||: That night, I didn't watch TV until the wee hours of dawn as I have been doing for the past few days. And I swore not to watch too much TV anymore. Good thing I'm going back to work again tomorrow. That would make things easier. Diversion of attention, I mean.
||: But just an afterthought: I know this is a bad thought, but I think it would be cathartic to be able to personally say the last few lines shown in the trailer:
HOW DO YOU MOVE ON?
GIRL: Ako naman ang my gusto nito diba? Pero bakit ang sakit sakit? Hanggang
ngayon umaasa pa rin ako na sabihin mo sa akin na ako pa rin, ako na lang,
ako na lang ulit.
GUY: SHE LOVED ME AT MY WORST, YOU HAD ME AT MY BEST... AND YOU CHOSE
TO BREAK MY HEART...
About how true love waits, hopes, and needs... ONE MORE CHANCE
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