Thursday after college, I had to wait for my bus for another hour. So I took the other bus which stops 3 kilometers from where I live. My other bus would have stopped any minute, but I decided to walk the rest by foot, and thank God I did.

On my way, I came across a one-armed frog. A BIG frog. Almost as big as my hand! Since these critters gross me out, I checked to see if it was alive by pushing it with my foot and lookie there, he leapt, but not far. So I called the animal ambulance. "WTF? A frog? By the road? You wanna fuck with me, miss??". I did convince them to come, but by the time they arrived, the frog didn't move anymore  The ambulance guy said he doubted the frog will live. I was so sad, I mean it was just a stupid frog, but still! I've waited by its side, in the cold, hoping he'll make it, so this kind of crushed me.

Well, two days later I met another animal ambulance employee and asked about the froggy his colleague picked up. Seems froggy is at the vet's, got his wound stitched up and is doing fine  I was so happy! Good thing I walked!