5 Signs You're a Basha and You Haven't Moved on Yet
There is a reason why Star Cinema's One More Chance is considered a classic, you guys. In case you haven't watched the movie, which stars John Lloyd Cruz and Bea Alonzo, you might want to buy a DVD now.
The movie begins with the breakup of Popoy and Basha's five-year-old relationship because she wants to step away from the relationship and pursue the things she's passionate about. Of course, it wasn't that easy. Here's the trailer if you need a crash course (in that case, WHYYYYY!):
Anyway, like we said, there's a reason it's a classic. Not only because of Popoy's very relatable pain, but also because of Basha's silent (well, close to) heartbreak. In Mark Ghosn's piece for Ampalaya Monologues, which was performed by Blanche Buhia, he gives us the lowdown on why there's a Basha in all of us.
Still in denial that you're one? Well, time to check the signs below!
- Umaasa ka pa ring he'll leave his current babe for you.
"Ayokong magpaka-civil, bullsh*t 'yon! Kasi deep inside umaasa akong iiwan mo pa rin s'ya kasi mare-realize mo na ako pala talaga 'yong mahal mo. That one day, you'll go all Popoy on me and beg me to take you back. Kahit na alam kong 'di naman mangyayari 'yon kasi kung tutuusin, you already had me at my best na nga, pero you chose to break my heart pa rin."
Because you believe that someday, somehow, he'll remember that you're both meant for each other. You know that there's no one in this world that knows him better and that can love him better than you. Yes, not even that new GF of his.
- You're so bitter...and you're not sorry for it.
"So don't expect me to fake a smile because I'm not going around telling everyone that I'm happy for the two of you, kasi I'm not. I'm f'cking not!"ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
You're not going to apologize for the fact that he's broken your heart. You're not going to apologize for the fact that you're not happy with him moving on so easily after your relationship, when you're still feeling stuck because you're nursing a wound that doesn't seem to heal.
- You still love him after all the pain he's put you through.
"You can call me names and laugh behind my back, pero leche kang hayop kang g*go kang motherf*cker kang cheater ka, t*ngina mo! Mahal pa rin kita!"
He may have cheated on you, walked on your heart, or hurt you beyond imagination...but to you, he's still the love of your life.
- You always find yourself going back to when he's left you.
"So heto, back to zero na naman. I hate this. How can I forget you when you keep showing up wherever I go?"ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
You still go back to that moment when he finally breaks it off. And you still find yourself asking why he has to leave. Why? Why? Why?
- You still wish you were his.
"Ayokong magpaka-Basha, pero hindi ko maiwasang isipin na sana ako pa rin, ako na lang, ako na lang ulit."
You still wish you were his and that he's yours.
Read Mark Ghosn's entire There's a Basha in All of Us and more when you purchase a copy of Summit Books' Ampalaya Monologues: Stories of Love, Heartache, and Bitterness for only P250 in bookstores and newsstands nationwide.
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This is a drawing and a poem I’ve made for a summer love. Our time together was short-lived but the feelings were not.
On a platform we stand
Faces seen all in a blur
Relentless searching led by a spur
To find someone, to feel something
Aren’t we fools to waste away time?
To look for one man’s treasure
Somewhere as ephemeral, as fragile
As a bond built in crime
But aren’t we just like every weary heart?
Hoping for an oasis
In the midst of the desert
Wanting to quench our thirst
Aren’t we all like frosted windows
Of old and battered houses on winter?
Wishing for the sun to give us warmth
To melt the facade so we can show what the inside is made
Aren’t we maven pretenders?
A Casanova? A Temptress? Who made us this way?
A sly fox? A ruthless hunter?
Let down the walls, It’ll be okay
Rushed for a hug, now no hesitating
Engulfed by a sense of bliss or was it longing? Eyes wide-open,
Stepping on a quicksand I embraced the fall into the deep end
Gazed at you lying there unaware With you, found something rare I swear
Realization dawning as loud as a thunder
As the Beating of your heart put me into a deep slumber
Waking up from this reverie
Truth slapped me back to reality
Two worlds so different, now I see If only I could I’d be anything and anyone you need me to be I’m the ludicrous clown, you see
Thought if I ruin it first I’d be free
From the doubts brought by my own insecurity I was so wrong,
What a tragicomedy Brought by the month of April
We rushed the ticking of clock to May Hands interlocked
Weaved skin to skin on a rainy day But when June came to say hello, all went dark grey
What was once there ceases to exist Like the wilting of a flower
Once so beautiful, so full of life Now turned into dust by death’s kiss
Unbounded joy brought by your presence
Paralleled with the perennial ache of your absence Yearned for and offered seventh heaven
Now the heart weeps for evanescence
A mirage, to be the fair maiden The sorrow to find out I’d end up our own villain
But all’s well for you are but a distant dream Gamaliel, You are, I knew it from the very beginning .
Written by me, the one-shot story
Coffee is about a girl who used to cherish moments with someone in a cafe. Sometimes, a simple drink can leave an imprint on someone's mind. ____________________________________________
It's been a year since my boyfriend and I broke up. I love him and he loves me too but things just didn't worked the way it should be. Now I'm heading at the cafe where we started and ended. I have no choice but to go there after all it was made up of both happy and sad memories. But that's life , right? We can't be happy all the time. Challenges come and hearts can break. But it doesn't just end there.
"One signature coffee , please." I said as I ordered from the cashier.
"What size?" she asked.
"Small." I said.
Then she took my payment and I headed towards the seat near the window. A window seat.... for two. The cafe was surprisingly full tonight unlike the past few days.
Again, I have no choice but to sit on that window seat. It is where we sit often. It is our seat. Our place. There are a lot of couples at the cafe and wow I'm alone. There's a part of me which says you should be happy because he's not the only guy in this world. Another part of me says you're still hurt so don't pretend to be happy. The truth is , I am both happy and sad. I'm happy because we're both free and we can focus more in our careers. But I'm sad because I'm not the other half of his heart anymore. I'm sad because I let him go even though I still love him. I'm sad because I can't see him. I'm sad because I can't share this relaxing coffee shop where we can chill with the aromatic smell of the coffee.
"Small signature coffee?" the waitress said as she serves my coffee.
"Yes. Thank you." I said.
"Since you're a regular customer here, we would like to give you this item for free." the waitress said. She handed me a purple journal with the name of the cafe on it and a pen.
"Oh thanks." I said .
"Enjoy your coffee!" she said.
I took advantage of using the freebies from the cafe. A window seat is also a bonus in inspiring me to write something. While sipping my coffee my brain and my heart began to function smoothly.
And so I wrote: My coffee has been cold lately, I can't feel anything after taking a sip and there's no heat to leave a pain on my lips. And it was a relief. But then, I remember one thing about sipping a cold coffee instead of a hot one: cold coffee doesn't leave you any marks when you sipped it, just like a blunt feeling. But a hot coffee will leave you a remarkable pain from the heat which reminds you that you are alive to feel....
I closed the journal and stared at the window. He was the coffee. The hot coffee. No matter how our breakup hurt me, he left me a mark and a lesson to learn. A hot coffee can be a challenge too or an obstacle. They all made you feel that you are alive. That you can go on with your life. You can still stand up. Love taught me to move forward. He taught me to be stronger. He is love.
WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE A BROKE FANGIRL/FANBOY
One of the proudest things as a fan is the feeling that you are part of their growing fandom and stardom. From streaming their songs online, watching their music videos, TV guestings, collecting photocards, albums, lightsticks, attending to their concert and fan meetings surely, you're a fan! But there's a problem, MONEY.
It's really heartbreaking when you hear that members of your favorite band are coming and their concert is just around the corner but here you are thinking of how to sell one of your kidneys just to go to their concert (kidding).That no matter how much you try to save, it will never be enough for a ticket because you are only a student who has limited resources or if you're an adult, you have bills to pay. So joining a "team bahay" livestream is your last resort, but sometimes even those links don't work!
Of course if there's team bahay there's also "team airport/ team labas", fans who waits at the airport hoping to see their idols upon their arrival. How we wish we could also attend and be part of it, something like shouting their names, fanchants then cry out of happiness while waving their lightsticks or banners. What a concept isn't?
Hey, cheer up! being broke doesn't make you any less of a fan. Know that there are other ways to support and love them. For sure our idols have the same and equal love to us no matter what "team" we belong (team concert, team airport/labas and team bahay).Maybe for some people, they might think we are being overly dramatic without knowing that for us fans, their existence itself and music saved us and made us happy once in our lives. -Gwy June 16,2020