Going to Cartimar entailed riding the LRT. And as much as i'm truly, truly grateful of the change they did (females are boarding specific trains and these are strictly off limits to guys), I cannot help but also be sad a little.

Yeah, yeah... having had a bf be in shock all day after a creep showed her his penis at the LRT back in college, and other similar atrocities... it's really about time that the LRT Management do something about it.

But really, the car to carry the males (and the females who refuse to be separated with them) wa soo congested that I couldn't help but pity them. I mean, there they are, sweating like pigs and being ostracized when not all of them are pickpocketeers and sex perverts.

Plus, a couple who was waiting at the male lane couldn't ride the LRT coz it was really so congetsed and the guy , of course, doesn't really want his girl to be suffocated by smelly armpits with him. SO, he urged his gf to go ride at the female section... The girl did with much trepidity. And she was forever looking if the guy has been able to board the train, and you could see the worry on her face and the anxiety of separation.

All because some guys refuse to keep their penis inside their jeans...or their hands to themselves.

I know, if I was with my bf, i'd have felt the same.

So much for progress and awareness.

Sigh.