Tuesday blues

I was involved in an accident today without knowing that the accident took place. Tres anti-climax.

Double decker 154 stopped at a bus stop along Macpherson Road as usual. Sitting at the back row, half asleep, I felt a medium (neither small nor large) jolt. I wondered idly what the heck the driver was doing and whether the passengers will complain. A few passengers started coming down from the upper deck. Normal. We're at the bus stop afterall. More people alighted. I still didn't sense anything wrong. It was only when people turned towards my direction did I turn my head too (herd instinct again).

Horrors. The back window was smashed and so was the windscreen of the coach which crashed into us. I don't see how it could have crashed into the bus because the bus was stationary. The driver must be as lucid as me this morning.

Tuesdays are not good because of the morning and night classes and the 6-hour break in between. But today was our first Legal Anthropology class so not good to pon.

Our Prof is an Iranian anthropologist and an aspiring film maker. It's really strange to see an anthropologist teaching in a classroom! Like how an archaeologist will look incongruous in an office. I guess I've always had a romanticized view of anthropologists, how they should be living in Amazon jungles or pirate colonies. Did not imagine myself studying anthropology in law school either or that they will offer a course on anthropology for that matter. It's a mind boggling mix of sociology and jurisprudence. More mind gymnastics!

The Prof is not very pleased with us cos we're typically unresponsive, presumably unlike the NY students she teaches. Hence she is going to impose the dratted group work and panel discussion. Annoying!