thoughts about the impermanence of a hook up written in permanent marker in the places he touched
It was my first time to vote for the elections. Honestly, I felt excited because now everything’s automated but the overall experience hasn’t been really that good.
For one, there were still people handing out campaign materials outside our precinct area. Worse is they were handing out sample ballots which I honestly just want to burn. It was too much trash all over the school. I just felt that the teachers and parents who are going to conduct Brigada Eskwela next week have so much to clean.
Upon entering, my parents and I went to our assigned clustered precincts. We lined up after we mentally noted our precinct number. There was a little fuss going on between some people ahead of us and the teacher assigned. There’s a little mix-up between handing out priority numbers and the queue. We didn’t know they were distributing priority numbers and it was unfair for us who were patiently lining up. Fortunately, that one’s settled but we probably stood up in the queue for almost two hours.
I think we’re still lucky that our PCOS machine was functioning well compared to other precincts in the country where they had to resort to manual counting or wait for replacements.
For future voters, I suggest you make a list of candidates the day before elections. Research on the candidates’ backgrounds and know their platforms well. Mentally note your precinct numbers and always bring a valid ID with you. Bring water, some food, and snacks and dress comfortably. AND NEVER EVER WEAR HEELS (like this girl I saw earlier, I pity her).
this is genuinely one of the saddest things i have ever read