It's Election time once again in the land of the Philippines. Hence, election-related shows
will must dominate the boob tube. At least on our household. You see, my father is a political maniac. Unfortunately, his political addiction is starting to rub on me.
Yesterday was my first time to vote at the age of 20. I'm a late bloomer, I know. It was really hot but we still made our way to the school in our village. Despite cramping my body on a wooden chair designed for Grade One pupils, I was still eager to vote.
But my being a neophyte showed as I asked a ton of questions, and well, for not being able to know what to do next. When they poured the indelible ink on my finger, I was ready to leave without wiping it with the rag. Sorry, but I did not really know.
Indelible ink Hosted on
ZooomrVoting was sweet (hey, it's my first time) and all, but now how do I remove the ink stain?
We then headed over to Dad's to
ruin my diet have a post-Mother's Day celebration.
Sis and mom Hosted on
ZooomrLunch at Dad's for Mother's Day. How ironic. Nothing like Dad's to keep our tummy happy. Think tempura, maki, kani, rib-eye, turkey, blueberry cheesecake, and lechon, and you're all good.
Now I just have to starve myself for the next few days before hitting the pool with my friends right before the first term.