Day 27

Missed my lecture to finish my late major assignment. Made up my mind to attend tutorial at all cost. Left home a wee bit later than I wanted, decided to mail brother's book later. Found an open seat on the bus and sat my tired buttocks down on it. Light sleep soon followed. Woke up minutes later when I heard people moving around. Must be my stop, the very last stop of this bus line, so I got up instinctively like most other people on the bus. But it couldn't be, because I was hardly asleep, and I knew it was too soon. Not everyone stood up either. More clattering behind me. I turn around.

Fat black man in fine suede coat and Persian man in black turtleneck and jeans are engaged in mortal combat. I stepped back, noticing the fat man had reached into his pocket while the other arm was on his fellow combatant. Shouts from passengers at the far back of the bus. Seconds later sueded fatty exited the bus. The driver talked on the phone for a while. No one said a thing. We waited.

It turned out we weren't really waiting for anything, since nothing seemed to have happened. The bus pulled out from the side of the road just short of an intersection and I was too late to attend tutorial. At least I dropped off my brother's book at the Canada Post on campus.

SALT at Ayrine's afterwards. Got myself a devo accountability partner. Hope it works this time, and for the both of us. God be with you in the near and far future, partner.