Post-Elections Clean-up

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They got the ink. I did not.

And I feel bad that I didn't get the ink. But I'll make sure that I will on 2016. One election day of voting feels just as bad. I feel like part of me couldn't voice out what I feel for this country.

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Counting stones

On our way to the polling precinct, this boy was playing in the street.  I think he was counting stones or whatever.  I just thought how life seemed so easy when we were kids.  We just simply have to count stones and play until its time for lunch or dinner.

If only elections are just as easy as counting stones to know find out who won.

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Express Lane

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The PCOS is ready for tomorrow.

My sister and I went to our polling precinct to check where she's supposed to go tomorrow. There were no lists outside the classrooms, but this is what we found. The PCOS machine and the arm chairs are all ready for tomorrow's event.

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First Tuesday.

The Pila Church is one of the oldest church in our country. It is not only one of the oldest, but it is also one of the most beautiful churches here in the Philippines. The patron saint is San Antonio de Padua and there are a lot of devotees who come here at least every Tuesday of the month.

Every Tuesday, there is a mass at 10:00 am and another at 4:30 pm.

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Is she awake?

Our cat, Dinky.  Can you tell me if she's asleep or just pretending to be asleep?  Dinky is our first ever cat.  We used to hate cats but I don't know what made us love her.  She was just about six weeks old when we found her across our home, in an empty yard, cold and hungry.  She's now five and healthy.

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