This isn't real.
This can't be real.
They stuck me in a bubble.
This really sucks.
Where did that blonde girl I met on the first day go?
Kara, right?
This place seems to be a magnet for weirdness. Everyone here who I've met so far is just so different from the everyday people I'd see in New York all the time.
...something tells me I should be weirded out, but I'm not.