I was almost robbed last night! On my way home, I was on the LRT station in Buendia, a couple motioned to me that my back pocket was torn open, with my wallet (and my white undies) visible. It was impossible that it was the thickness of my wallet (ahem, those aren't cash, but cards etc..) that broke my pants. I think it was when I rode the jeepney to the LRT station that my pants were torn open.. oh well, one good pants ruined. Thank God nothing very important was taken from me. It was more of embarassment than fear that came upon me after that incident, cause the tear is so obvious I have to walk awkwardly and cover my butt with the books that I was holding.