On Big Dipping, and on not voting

Recurring rant: I miss the days when Multiply was THE network. It prompted people to actually try and write stuff, and try to make their lives more exciting and interesting to read. Facebook, in all its multimedia-ness and gaming apps, is just too lazy for me sometimes. At least I can get some consolation in the fact that I see quite a few people returning to good old blogging, whether in the Blogspot (I don't think mine catches the auto-update feature of my Multiply blog anymore) or in the Wordpress. That's a good thing, right?

Tagged along with Biboy and his officemate to the opening of The Big Dip Diner last Saturday, mainly because of the lure of alcohol at p21 a bottle, which always sounds good if you haven't had a good drink in a long time, even if you're dragging along a huge plastic bag containing a huge-ass Megatron toy to the place. Was pleasantly surprised when I found both old and new friends amidst all the booze (HANNAH, ASAN NA YUNG PICS? JEJEJE!). All of it reminded me of a time when I was at LB Square at least twice a week, drinking myself wasted along with other freshman and sophomore pasaways. It also told me that if I wanted to be comfortable in the metro again, I'd have to start socializing again, big time. I mean, LB as fun, but I don't want to be stuck in that mindset forever. And Ateneo was never a friendly environment for socializing IMO, what with the average batch equaling the total number of students in your standard learning center. Imagine my surprise, then, when I learn that most of the people there at the time were Ateneans of different batches in the place.

Somewhere along this entry, you might an expect me to say something about the elections, since they're the obvious topic to talk about. But I'm not going to say anything, because I don't believe I have the right to. Because I DIDN'T VOTE. To cut a long story short, I was pretty busy going back and forth to LB during the registration period, and I stupidly banked on the rumors of a COMELEC extension that never materialized in our city hall. Ergo, no vote, and no rant about the results. The only thing that pisses me off more than being more than a civilian than a citizen at the time (watch Starship Troopers to get the joke) is when people talk about "could haves".

Sample comment on FB: "I didn't register, but if I did, I would have voted (insert name here)"

Fact of the matter is, you didn't register, so nothing you say will make your intent to vote count, idiot. It's a lot like what Ma'am Espinosa, our World Literature professor, would say: "If you didn't finish the book down to the last page, please leave. You have no right to participate in any discussion, since you didn't finish the book anyway."