  Well I woke up pretty late today. My mom’s birthday and all. I don’t have work cause I’m planning to go to school. I guess life goes on. It was unusual when things happen out of the blue. Me, Buster and kezo were eating in MY favorite carinderia (eatery). It was late yesterday and I had been with Buster finishing our blogs. When we got there another car was parked in my favorite spot and I had to park near where some kids played. My car stuck out, but since I just got there, the owner must be leaving soon so I’ll move the car later. There was no Heart clogging, artery chocking sisig, so I settled with Tapsilog (or fried beef cuts, fried egg, and garlic rice) I ordered my usual tokwa with it all, to my surprise kezo what eating a lot today.
I had just finished my first cup of garlic rice when I saw an opening. Manong Manny was still gonna fry a new batch of rice, so I guess I had time to kill when I went to move my car, now that the other car was gone. So the guys already knew where I was going, not that I was going far… six steps and I’m there. I moved my car and was about to get out when I heard some one vigorously knocked at my car door.
I turned to look and saw a man and woman at near panic. The man was holding a child seemingly asleep and the woman was a large bag with several indiscernible Items roughly tucked in it. “ dalhin mo kami sa clinic! ” the man pleaded with me. The first thing that went though my mind is… Not the value of human life, or the poor pathetic dying child, but... “Are you shitting me!? !” Not that I said it to the man, but the Philippines is know for people who abuse generosity and good nature. I was worried about my phone, which was in the jacket I left in the back seat and I was worried about the bags the guys left… which would be stolen cause of me. BUT!… there is a slight chance that it all could be real and not a ruse. So I drove like a madman to their destination, blaring horns, hazard lights on, and flickering headlights to get everyone’s safe attention that someone is in a desperate hurry. On the ride I could hear someone I could guessed to be a mother mumbling and calling out what happened… “nagsusuka siya … pagkatapos hindi na bumukas ang kanyang mata …di naming alam ang gagawin… …” an excuse better saved for the doctors not me.
The man on the other hand who was sitting in the passenger seat with me, held a what seemed to be lifeless five year old. The child had very little har, not that it was cut but looked like was to young to grow hair, but it was a large child… so I assume it was a five year old. He was talking to the kid… “kaonti nalang … malapit na ” and I could hear gurgles erupting from the kids throat.
When we got there it was a small clinic, a narrow building with a long sign parallel to it. I dropped them off and found a place to U-turn then I was back with the guys in another 4 minutes (but I couldn’t realy measure the time). When I got back… Buster asked me what happened… I explained it in brief and asked him to check the car if their stuff is all there… and they were. I finished my extra rice and we went on our way… the event still hasn’t settled in our stomachs yet when Buster said… “attribute it to your good deed for the day…” he jested… “balthazars getting a girlfriend… Hala!” kezo added. “Maybe there is someone you can trade in all your good deeds for a girlfriend” everyone laughed… In the end it all was nothing… I didn't save anyone because thats the doctor's job and i just happen to be in their right place and time. I have no illusions of what happened, having witnesses an all. I had to ask buster if I should even post it in my blog. He said of course, he said he’ll post it in his also. I just though it was too outrageous a tale to even mention.
Although one last though occurred to me… there are some jerks(with the same means as I do) out there I know and who I am strongly against that will do what I did… But I guess what makes me different is that I got witnesses. Not that there is any moral or ethical difference between the jerks I know its just they are not a danger to society (only to women og the general populace) but a danger to their friends. Some guys are normal individuals by the standards of society… BUT they just happen to be shit to their friends. 
