On my first day at university I arrived at class just in time , the room was very full so I sat on the first line and I watched my new classmates, I didn't know anybody. It was mathclass and the teacher arrived, she started to explain how will be the year, the dates of the test, the contents etc. At break I went out of the room and watch some students smoking marihuana in a bong and think just how I imagined it will be. I wasn't very nervous as I expected but no matter that I dind't talk to anyone. At lunch I meet with my girlfriend at that time and we talk about our first classes, we ate at San Borja's park. Then I had workshop, and when I arrived I read at the wall a sign that said "there are days and Díaz" (the last name of my teacher) I knew that it wouldn't be an easy year. Luckily my teacher didn´t came and the assistant did the class. That first class they taught us how to draw "croquis". I sat at a table that was empty and two guys sat with me, one of them leave the university at two weeks and the other one is now one of my best friends.