It's weird, its like midnight when I'm writing this. I'm supposed to go to sleep right now, but idk why I got in the mood of writing. Well, if I'm going to write so I can get tired and go to sleep, I gotta write something worth writing for.

Since the last week of January, more accurate on Saturday, I started taking German classes. No, it wasn't any of my new year goals neither a necessity I had when starting college, but here in my city speaking German is now a big request in order to get a job. And for the moment, my future plans does not involve getting out of Mexico. Also, alongside English, German was the most accesible 'cause the clases are in the same campus I take the regular classes.

At first it wasn't difficult but you had to put attention the whole time to understeand it. I remember one thing that I always joke with family and Friends is how the numbers are said on German: For example, take the number of the year I was born: 1995 or Nineteen Ninety Five. Now, in German it is said EintausendNeunhunderFunfundneunzig, it's like saying One thousand Nine hundred five and Ninety. Is it that crazy or what?

But hey, the saturday before my birthday was the last day of the German I class, and I got a 9 (A-) as final grade, which was both amazing and curious, 'cause I remember having a 7 (B-) on a middle course exam and I was one of the only three people who passed that exam.

Yes I am going on studying German, and while I do it I can think about some perks about it in terms of animation or comic writing, or switching to other language in other case, who knows?

Auf wiederschreiben!