there's a student in 2nd year who has the exact same car i do. same make and model and year and color. in the beginning when i first started driving to school by myself and using the student parking lot sometimes i would think to myself what the i didn't park there and then realize that it wasn't mine. today when i was introduced to her owner by another 2nd year chic i related this to him. he pretended not to know what i was talking about. i wanted to point out that since there are all of 15 cars in student parking lot max how could he not but i didn't. i was polite. he's from foreign. *snicker* he has this british accent. it's the queen's english. it sounds like it's made up. i wanted to laugh at his face but i didn't out of plain courtesy. normally i would go ahead but since i've been studying here i've noticed that we have this unspoken bond with the other kids not educated in pakistan. we usually just discuss the struggles we're having with the system. but i've noticed the nods. it's not because we're arrogant about it. it's because we are discriminated against. many times by the teachers themselves. so in each other we find solace by complaining. so thats why i didn't laugh at him in front of everyone. i really wanted to though. so i'm writing about it. not as much fun.