Gulity feet have got no rhythm..

*posted this in my multiply acct 05/24/2007
As if I wasn't guilty enough...
Last sunday, while at the local supermarket, I ran into a sort of family friend. I only know her (and her husband) through my parents and some relatives. I have met her only about a couple of times, but my impression is that she is a very nice lady. In fact, I can say I genuinely like her and her husband. Can I add here that probably they like me too since the couple has expressed their desire to make me their daughter-in-law? (hwehe, assuming) Well, I've never met their son or anything, but just based on the short time I've known them, they would most likely be ideal in-laws.He he.
Okay, back to last sunday...after the nice lady, itago na lang natin sa pangalang Mrs. J, said "hi" to me in front of the dairy section and we parted ways, we ran into each other again on the check-out counter. I was in front of her in the line. She was with another lady, to whom Mrs. J introduced me to as her future manugang, to the confusion of the other lady. Wooshoo, nahiya naman daw ako,so I just gave her an embarassed grin. After the usual chitchat (how're your parents, work, etc...), she then said, "Naku, natalo si **** sa eleksyon."
I kind of expected that topic. "Oo nga po, eh. Well, tanggap na naman nila yung results."
She then blurted out with a chiding grin, "Siguro hindi mo binoto, ano?"
Okay, clearly, she was kidding around, making light of the fact that a certain someone we know who has a close connection with me, a someone whom she was expecting me to "support" in the recent elections, lost. Well, she expected wrong. To her apparent surprise, I said (with conviction pa!), "Hindi po!" Then I went on to explain why I did not vote for the said person. While my mouth was doing the explaining, it was as if I was having an out of the body experience. Nanlamig ako. Nanindig ang mga balahibo ko. All I could think was, "F***eeeeeers! God, kill me NOW!"
Obviously I am suffering from guilt. But was I guilty for not voting for that certain someone, whom I shall now refer to as Unripe? No. From the moment Unripe expressed the desire to run for a seat in the local election, I felt that that person for me is not yet ready for such an undertaking that requires more experience. I have just recently come to terms with myself on heeding gut instinct, and in this case my gut says no to Unripe. Normally, I wouldn't have any problems letting people know my stand on this issue, but I decided to keep this to myself. The reason being the person who spawned Unripe to the world is dear to me and my family. I know what she has been going through the whole election and it is not pretty. I didn't want to add to her problems, so I just kept quiet (although eventually i would share this to my family and two close friends). I never said anything on who I was voting for, save for my choices for senators. Now the election is (mostly) over, I still stand by my votes, whether my choices won or not. But seeing Tita Tita (mother of Unripe) around, I feel a small speck of guilt. I had no idea that the guilt, no matter how small, held a power on my conscience. And that power took hold on the conversation at the supermarket.
I was almost finished with my brief explanation to Mrs. J when I was thankfully interrupted by the cashier who started adding up my purchases. There was a small talk about my purchases, then upon payment I said goodbye to Mrs. J and her companion. As I headed home on a tricycle, I was reflecting on my mortified reaction at the supermarket due to the fact that Mrs. J is a friend of Tita Tita and Mr. and Mrs. J are supporters of Unripe. Patay.