Who are we really?

It rained hard and the whole metro sank and plenty of road violators appeared that cause of my 1 hour stranded. Puff! 3 things happened...

+ While waiting for the vehicle to cross the road of españa, I saw a blind man, kabababa nya lang sa jeep. He was in the middle of the traffic jam, trying to figure out where to go. Gladly, a lady from the same vehicle escorted him to españa for the next route. I was sad that the man can't see but to think of it, sometimes it's good to be blind not seeing the destruction that man is making to our world. And I was amazed that the lady grabbed the arms of the blind man to lead the way. Bravo to you sister!!!

+ Same thing, while waiting for everything to move, a guy in front of me was talking to her girlfriend and I heared him and he said this line, "'wag ka na umasa sa mga Pilipino.." I was pissed off. I wanna shout that moment. Like hello, he's a Filipino and I should not rely on you. OMG, I'm Pinoy too. If that so, I'm not. I can't stand that I have a fellowmen like that. It makes me angry.

+ So the Jeep had finally crossed the road. BAM! 2 hot guys sat beside me. Like they were just waiting for me on the other side of the street. LOL. hmp. The other guy is with his girlfriend. "Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like you girlfriend.."