I'm going to get hit by a car. It might not be today. It might not be tomorrow. But sometime while I'm here, it will happen.
It's so strange having to look right-left-right before crossing, instead of the left-right-left I'm used to. I'm seriously afraid of crossing the street. Even stranger is the fact that the driver sits on the right side of the car. I keep glancing up at passing vehicles and thinking things like:
"Why is the driver reading?!"
"She shouldn't have her feet on the dash!"
"That five-year-old isn't old enough to drive!"
Then I realize that those people are the passengers. Oops.
The good news is that I got enrol(l)ment taken care of. So I'm a real live student, with an ID card and everything.
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