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Search for the NEDA King and Queen of Hearts 2009


Mechanics:

1. Candidates for Mr. and Ms. NEDA 2009 must be single and nominated by his/her fellow NEDA employee.
2. There are no limits on the number of candidates.
3. A single nomination/vote is worth PhP 5.00.
4. There will be a preliminary counting of votes on February 11 -12, 2009/ 3:00 PM.
5. Top 3 contenders for both Mr. and Ms. NEDA 2009 will be announced on February 12, 2009 during Valentines Lounge gathering.
6. Candidates with the highest number votes will be declared winners.
7. Date for the winning couple will be arrange at the Valentines lounge (6th floor Lobby plus executive lounge) on February 12, 2009/ 5:00 PM.
8. Free Jaguar limousine service c/o Sec. Ralph Recto

For tickets, see your ONE staff representatives.

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