The good, the bad and the ugly (And Natalie's cowardiance)

Of what, you may ask. Good question. Isn't it funny how there are so many things like this?Good, bad and ugly. Out of the three sides, only one is positive. I think it's a little depressing.

Well, I've never really announced this in public before, but yeah, I guess you might have guessed it by now.

So being the pessimist I am, lets go from the ugly, the bad and then the good. (Atually, this is just in chronological order.)

So I was on an extremely crowded bus 70 today. There was this fat guy who sat on the second seat, the one closer to the aisle. And the seat next to him was empty. He raised his knees to the chair, preventing anyone from walking through and promptly fell asleep.

Selfish bastard.

And then along Paya Lebar road, this old woman got on. As the bus drove along, the seat in front of us was vacant. Before I could even blink, there was this Indian woman sitting there. I happened to turn to the old lady in that moment, and she to me. She smiled and gave a shrug that said "It's okay, I'm used to it."

I really wanted to yell at the guy and tell the Indian woman to shove off the seat and give it to the old lady.

But why didn't I?

Because I'm a total coward, that's why.

So I was walking home in the rain, without an umbrella, having a very bad opinion of humanity. I stopped in front of the pedestrian crossing, waiting for the light to go green, getting wetter by the minute. And suddenly, there was this light green umbrella sheltering me.

What?

And there's this middle-aged auntie smiling at me and asking me in mandrin where I lived.

I was seriously stunned. I could only stammer "thank you" again and again.

So there you have it. The good, the bad and the freaking ugly. (And my cowardiance)