Elections, once again. While most politicians played dirty by buying off votes from people, netizens turned the other side of ‘dirty’ and played it well with ‘witty’ as they trend hashtags that may well be, uhm, political but naughty. Filipino humor can indeed turn disappointments into clever jokes. As they vent off political and sexual frustrations by tweeting funny statements with #IpasokSiDick, #BINAYagan, #Poessy #Erection2013 #WagPoeWagPoe and even #HagePorn, I can’t help but join the ‘election orgy’ and tweet one for myself, too. That’s the least I could do, considering the fact that I did not even vote. Also, people keep telling sloths like me that we don’t get to voice out complaints due to the fact that we-just-did-not-vote. Sorry, but I refuse to participate in something that I did not put my heart into. I’ll vote when I’m ready and not when I just feel like ‘participating’. Also, there are far too many unwise voters, they’ll just add up to my frustrations. Darn all these excuses. I just can’t take the scenario wherein Nancy Binay, Grace Poe, Cynthia Villar and Loren Legarda win the elections even though I did not vote for them. Ugh, that would be depressing.

Alas, Philippine elections is such a disappointment but given the fact that I-did-not-vote, I’m not entitled to my own opinion. So I’ve heard. 

PS. I don’t understand all these criticisms about Binay’s skin color. I’m more bothered by her lack of experience… and wit, maybe. 

I wonder why I never had an idol. I mean, a real idol - someone who I’d look up to and mimic and fantasize to be me. Some girls would claim that they’ve lived all their lives trying to be Madonna but I never really got around to wanting to be somebody so much. I wish I could say that I idolize Audrey Hepburn or Sylvia Plath but even though I like them, I also know that I’d be the world’s biggest phony if I do that. It’s sad, really. I have always wanted to be the “vintage” girl who’d hang a picture of Marilyn Monroe on her bedroom wall and be proud of it. I would love to do that but it wouldn’t be the truest reflection of myself. I’m the type who’d shriek out of ecstasy after placing a large cartoonized picture of all Harry Potter characters on her wall, instead.