BALANGIGA won first prize in the 2010 kaSAYSAYan Historical Scriptwriting Contest, sponsored by the Film Development Council of the Philippines (FDCP). This unproduced screenplay is uploaded for EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. If you wish to enter into a production deal, please contact the author at petelacaba(a)gmail.com.
He introduces himself to her and gives out his hand. She shakes it with such confidence and smile, with such bursting congeniality that she almost surprises herself. Since when was she this good at introductions? Now only if she remembers where she left her voice... time stood still for a moment and she finds herself stuck in half a breath ago.
One day, Stevie was hard at work in his father's shop when he came across a most peculiar customer. It looked like a horse, but a jagged, bony, horn stuck out from the center of its brow. Its fur was flaming red. It had a bright golden mane, and a golden sickle and hammer was tattooed on its right back thigh.
Stevie asked, "What can I get you, kind sir?"
"Do you get paid as much money as the person who owns this shop?" The unicorn spoke with a hypnotic voice.
We are always in love. However, do not get me wrong by saying that. I do not only mean it in a romantic way but in general. Love is a mysterious emotion that always confuses us and directs us to ways on how to express what it means. Nevertheless, the truth is we are being in love every day.
It's two-thirty in the morning in a Toronto condominium. In a contemporary kitchen, one can find a refrigerator, a stove, a dishwasher, a sink, a kitchen working area, a swinging door.
Yes! I’m over you! It took me almost two years to finally say that I am over you. Two years to say that I’m ready to move on, ready to start a life without you. And be able to live life to the fullest, like I’ve always done, before you even came into my life. But am I really ready to fall and be hurt again? Be ready to trust my heart to another?
Have you ever felt like the world is revolving without you?
It alarms me how the earth could consume me up whole and nobody would even notice. Everyone seems to have to be somewhere, to meet someone, to do something, and they all pass by me with their little goodbye waves and farewells as they trek off to the next agenda on their checklist.
It's been two weeks since I finally decided to let him go and still hurts whenever I think of him. I know deep down I still love him but I also accepted the fact that there would never be him and me ever again. Not today, not tomorrow, nor in this lifetime.
I don't have many pictures of you. I will have to change this so that I have something to show at your wedding.
I always think the reason is me – I doubted myself, in a way. I thought that she looked down on me, or that she doesn’t like me at all. But logically thinking, no one in the right mind can dislike someone she has not met before. No one can judge someone she has never even seen personally. And this thought led me to a realization that perhaps...
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