Election

I didn't vote three years ago.
Why?

Because my mother was forcing me to.

I don't like it when a person forces me to do something. My refusal to do so wasn't really that serious. I just said that I didn't want to vote for the presidential elections because I didn't like the candidates. But she just went on a tirade saying that it's my right and my obligation to the country as a citizen yadayadayada. Tempers blazing, I got on a word war with her and pushed away the idea of registering for the election.

Last year though, I've become more politically aware and has been active with online discussions regarding the RHBill, FOI, and same sex marriage. I wanted change. I wanted those opposing these out of the legislative branch of our government. My family had the chance to register together. Without my mom pressuring me of course.

I don't have my voter's ID, still. As well as my parents and my sister. But it's okay. Looking at COMELEC's computerization, I'm sure I'll get it within the year or maybe next. Kudos to their utilization of technology. It was easier for me to find the precinct I was assigned to and basically had no problems about today's election.

Except for this.

I'm not that angry really. Just a little concerned about my votes. I did think real hard for my choices for it to be jeopardized by a broken PCOS machine or worse, by people who want to change my ballot. I wish for the best of course. And may the deserving and those who want to serve the people win.

Overall, it was a peaceful, almost eventless election on my side. Maybe because we went in the afternoon instead of early in the morning when most people choose to vote.

Posted this here because everybody on Facebook's been complaining about it.

There's so many people complaining about all the photos of pointing fingers with indelible ink on Facebook. Come on.
No votes, no complaints.
Tagalugin natin, kung hindi ka din naman bumoto, wag kang magreklamo.