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JT
Archive for May, 2007
15
May
the vote is sinking..
all i wanted was to exercise my right vote.. i never thought i’d be one of those people who’d spend long, grueling hours inside the voting precincts, putting indelible ink on people’s forefingers, tallying the vote on the tally board, and preparing all those shitty election returns (or whatever they call it). what the fuck!!! it was an experience i’d rather NOT remember, but my tired limbs can’t seem to forget the fact that they’ve suffered way longer than necessary. pfft.
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after the shitty, hellish, bullshit (whatever you may want to describe it) experience i had, i have a couple of things to say. now, what i’m about to say is based solely on what i’ve been through yesterday, so don’t you go criticizing me because YOU WEREN’T THERE:
(1) i now appreciate the teachers who actually BOTHER to sacrifice themselves just so this stupid thing called "elections" can push through. you have no idea how much they go through, but then again, it’s not like they have much choice. kudos to you all.
(2) there really are people who couldn’t care less about what’s happening and what’s gonna happen to our country.. meaning: there are people who don’t even relish the fact that they actually have a say on the future of those candidates. but then again, given the fact that fair play is not always (if not NEVER) exercised during elections, you can’t really blame them if they opt not to vote for ANY senatoriable. hmm.
(3) people who go through hell during elections (i.e. those people who count the votes, make sure everything is "according to protocol", so to speak) are actually sacrificing much of their time and effort for a meager amount. i mean, yeah sure, they get paid and all, but to sum it all up, it’s not really enough.. all that work, long hours and the mere effort to keep sane through the whole process, a mere 3 thousand bucks isn’t really worth it.
(4) i can’t blame people who didn’t show up to vote. with all the shit that comes with philippine politics, i won’t be surprise if the elections will just be treated as another excuse for a long weekend.
(5) lastly, while i’m still tired and sleep-deprived, i just have to say this (this may not be read by those people who all ran for national and local posts, but who knows, maybe they’re in my extended network): you have no idea what people go through just so they can "exercise their right to vote". i’m not saying that you should all be saints and keep your promises (good for you if you can, but i doubt it), all i’m saying is, PLEASE at least have the decency to exert some effort to make it worth their stained fingers. you have no idea how many manicured fingers are ruined by that indelible ink, mine included. pfft.
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at this point, i don’t care who wins the elections, or it Ate Vi make it as our governor. i just want LESS tax deductions, you get my drift?
02
May
that damn door
i’ve always been an impatient person, and all my friends can attest to that, but i guess sometimes, no matter how impatient you are, you just have to sit still and wait. and that i learned the hard way just the other day..
it was labor day, no work, no traffic, no hassle. i woke up late feeling a little disoriented <it feels weird to wake up late these days hmmm>.. my roomie went out for a swim, and our landlady went somewhere. i went down for a cig, to wake up all my sleeping nerves. it was a pretty boring day. i had no idea what will happen next will scare the boredom out of me..
i was sitting just outside the screen door, my mind blank. i was supposed to go home to do some errand and i was praying that there would be no traffic, that i’d be home real quick and BLAG! the door behind me just slammed shut. i was shocked for a moment, and then i realized, IT WAS FREAKIN’ LOCKED FROM THE INSIDE!! WHAT THE?! all thoughts came flooding inside my head. shit, i don’t have my keys. shit, i don’t have my mobile. shit, i don’t have my contacts on, i’m practically blind. shit, i’m still in my pajamas. and shit, i don’t even have a bra! PAKSHET! i tried to calm myself. i needed to think. but i can only think of one thing: i have to wait until our landlady comes home. she brought the car with her, so that means she wasn’t at the church. shit, she must’ve gone somewhere with the senior citizens! waaaah!! my roommate doesn’t have the keys, she left it with me. just perfect!
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i walked out of the garage and then i saw the silver honda of my other housemate, whose room was right next to ours. you can’t imagine the feeling.. that spark of hope. i rang the doorbell, banged on the door, nothing. she must be asleep. then after an eternity, i heard her footsteps upstairs, then some water running. <it’s funny how your ears are working better when you’re in a situation like this> okay, at least she’s awake. bad news is, she’s taking a bath. and she takes FOREVER to take a bath. oh well, guess i can’t do anything but wait. <ugh, i used to hate that word!!>
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so while waiting for my sweet housemate to finish her eternal bath, with all the patience i could muster, i tried to sit still. you have no idea about the things going inside my head. for a moment, i thought i was going crazy. hahaha! it’s funny how i tried to see what happened to me. it’s something really crazy and unfortunate, but it was one hell of an experience. very humbling too. whew! 
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finally, the door was opened. and i was just thankful that my housemate was there, or else, i would’ve rotted outside the house and nobody will know. i checked the clock and it was past 11.. it was past 9 when i went down. hmm, i lost track of time. they say time flies when you’re having fun.. that day, time flew by while i was sitting outside that damn door. hwehe! and you know what, waiting wasn’t so bad after all. ^^*
JT
