Saturday, August 16, 2003

Because of my job's nature, I usually go home late... I mean, really, really late as in the wee hours of the morning.

I usually encounter lots of interesting people and events on the street... Cars stopping at a corner to negotiate with "working girls," mangled and bloody bodies of people who met an accident, wrecked cars and police officers breaking up fights.

But today tops my list of "road encounters of the third kind."

A woman, dressed like a corporate slave, walked across the street. At first,I thought that was what she intended to do, cross the street. I was sadly mistaken as she stopped directly in front of a moving toyota revo. It was a good thing that the vehicle wasn't moving too fast, or else she'll end up flat in her back.

I saw her face. She was crying hard. I heard two guys at the side shouting, "magpapakamatay yan, sige sagasaan niyo na."

When she realized that the driver of the Revo had no intention of being charged of manslaughter, she calmly walked back to the other side to meet a taxi, head on.

I didn't know whether she became successful with her attempts, because I was also moving at the very least 20 mph. I was curious, mind you, but I have no intention of risking my safety.

Of course, I already made my theory. The girl broke up/had a fight/ or she's pregnant and 'he' didn't want to take the responsiblity involving one of the two guys who were encouraging the vehicles to run over her.

Frankly, if any of my theories are true, I hope her suicidal attempts would be successful. Because her taste in men (or boys) is pathetic. If those boys were to be any indication of who she'll end up in the future, then she'll be saving herself a lot of trouble by dying now.

If she's pregnant, the child would thank her being smart enough in not letting a stupid male progenitor raise him/her.

I'll just read the tabloids on Sunday to know what became of her...

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