I fall asleep at 7pm for three hours because I was fucking tired. Now it's 3:27 am and I'm not even sleepy at all. I hope my brother doesn't wake me up to go to the gym. I HATE getting up early so much.

Anyways, today I restarted my english classes. Let's all agree that academy is a shitty hole where I don't really learn anything but practice my pronunciation with the teachers. I got a new teacher, so the man is cool, he laughes at my jokes anyway. I usually try to be funny and sociable out there(not like here in the internet). And he told me I have a terrific pronunciation...

So not everyhing is a lost; I get to practice and talk about anything for two hours with some stragers. Heaven knows that sits me well, it's like a break from everything.

Two funny things: there's another guy in class with my same last name, I can assure he's not related to me; at least not that I know of.

And when I was going out from there I ran up with my last level teacher. It's been over a year since we saw each other, I almost didn't even remember his name. And he told me: "I heard you are getting married", I didn't get it at first but then I said: "You're making that up. Get the fuck out". And I went home.

I seriously make an impression on that man. Left him traumatized with my life. Otherwise, why he'd remember me perfectly?