I’ve been buying alfajores lately at the university. I haven’t eaten them for a while… and now they make me very happy… Ok I have to stop, seriously, I’m gonna be broke if I don’t. So, yesterday I had to attend to one of the classes of the teacher I’m heloing to at the University… it was at 7:00 am, that means I had to wake up at 5:30 am to get ready and not being be late… Along with this, on Mondays I have to get up at the same hour because I have a class of the subject I’ve been failing at that same hour… Thatps why I'been so tired lately, this is torture. My students had to write some news with stadistics on them, they were dricing mad; it was funny. The differences of writting styles between me and the teacher I’ve been assisting are still very obvious. So I’ve decided, even if that kills me (cuz I’ll have to get up on 5:30 am), going to his teorical classes to learn how he teaches journalism. That way I’ll , hopefully, learn his writting style too. Finally I get to see my frie...