true story

i went in to this carenderia to have my breakfast. the first thing that caught my eyes was this 50-ish frail woman who's bringing an over-sized bag... well, oversized at least for her coz if it was me who's sporting that bag, given the size of my arms, that wasn't oversize, that was just a bag! she weighs no more than 80 pounds which kinda make me fell guilty to order an enormous meal. she had a five peso coin in her hand and was looking for something to buy... obviously, it's not enough to buy even the cheapest food displayed on the counter.. so she looked up the sacheted nescafe, milo and coffee mate that was hanging on the wall. she then asked each of the items' prices in which only nescafe and coffee mates' prices could be afforded on the money she had, which were 2 pesos and 50 cents each respectively. she asked if she could have a hot water and the attendant said that that would cost her 2 pesos. this would be a big problem since her money will be enough for a coffee and coffee mate, forget about the sugar. she was silent for a moment... after seconds, she said to the attendant that she'll just buy the coffee mate only and a hot water. she was giving up the coffee and that is killing me. she obviously was very hungry coz she shaked a little. what pained me the most was when the attendant scolded her of using glass instead of mug for mixing her hot beverage. i know the attendant's reason, glasses couldn't sustain a hot water and could break. but i know too well too why the old lady do that, coz glass has more room [than the mug] for the hot water to pour in to (from the thermos). i want to do something but i don't know what. i was willing to pay her meal, believe me. that would only cost me less that 50 pesos - that wont hurt. but i know that she'll get offended... 

you know, it's not only boys who broke a girl's heart, coz sometimes it's someone whom you've meet the first time - man, i was broken-hearted... and i'm not even talking about love. by the way, i paid 22 pesos for an egg, luncheon meat and half rice (half rice, weeeee?!).

it makes me feel guilty how i always take notice of the things i don't have. coz certainly, i am way way more fortunate that the others..