A few days to go and it’s almost elections. I’m still undecided on who should I vote. One thing I’m sure though is that I won’t vote for NoyNoy or Villar. Besides, whatever happens or whatever the outcome may be it would always be the same scenario that nobody will ever be contented with the results. If the other one wins, the opponents will say that the winner cheated. I heard from somewhere that here in the Philippines, no one wins the elections. And its true, because no one accepts their defeat.

Why will I not vote for Noynoy? Its because I feel he isn’t really genuine. I feel that he might have just wanted to run for office because of what happened or because that’s what his supporters told him to do. Although, according to his website that he’d provide health insurance for all Filipinos (I wonder if he has reviewed several health insurance leads already).

Why will I not vote for Manny? I’m just scared that he might be all “too” business-minded.

Why will I not vote for either of them? Because they’re the ones always saying something bad about each other. Of course they don’t admit it but it’s always their party against the other. And I hate the “drama”.

I’d go for Gordon or Gibo. But I’m 90% for Gordon So that’s one down and 25 more to go (1 vice president, 12 senators, 1 partylist, 1 house of representative, 1 mayor, 1 vice mayor & 8 sangguniang panlungsod).

God please help us on May 10. May we have a clean and honest elections

All I have been blogging lately is about work. So don’t get surprised when I blog about work once again. HAHA!

My first job was somewhere in Alabang and I actually told myself that THIS IS THE COMPANY. I imagined myself working there for 5 years… 10… 15… 16… forever and ever *lol* Not only because of how close it is to home but of the company itself. The pay is good, benefits are okay, there are extra-curricular activities like sportsfests and summer outing. We also have treats every Friday called, Bib Treat! (Bib is short for Bibendum, the mascot of Michelin). Sometime in 2008, there were rumors that the company is closing down and true enough it happened. Our company sold their shares/stocks to the company I’m now working for so by September 2008 we were all moved to a new company. Unfortunately, we had to move out of our Alabang office because it wasn’t big enough to occupy 200+ employees. January 2009 and we moved to McKinley Hill, Taguig City. Working at McKinley Hill is a hassle especially for commuters because there isn’t enough public transportation going inside McKinley Hill. That’s why all of us who from the south (Alabang, Laguna, Cavite) misses working in Alabang. One of my officemate even told me that she’d like to go back and work at Insular Life Bldg (where our old office was) even if it means that she’d sell insurance sales leads and not do anything related to IT. The distance is really a burden to us because our salary is just enough, imagine my transportation expense every month is 6K I don’t get to save from my salary anymore because of my expenses And we haven’t had salary increase for 2 years already I just hope this year we get to have an increase even just to cover the 6K transportation expense I incur monthly. How I miss working in Alabang.

This is my favorite poem for Easter. Read on to know why.

Three guys were tried for crimes against humanity.
Two guys committed crimes.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys were given government trials.
Two guys had fair trials.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys were whipped and beaten.
Two guys had it coming.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys were given crosses to carry.
Two guys earned their crosses.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys were mocked and spit at along the way.
Two guys cursed and spit back.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys were nailed to crosses.
Two guys deserved it.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys agonized over their abandonment.
Two guys had reason to be abandoned.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys talked while hanging on their crosses.
Two guys argued.
One guy didn’t.

Three guys knew death was coming.
Two guys resisted.
One guy didn’t.

One.
Two.
Three guys died on three crosses.

Three days later.
Two guys remained in their graves.
One guy didn’t.
-Author Unknown

Happy Easter!