Good one week we return with the group formed by Africa, Rosa, Nuria and by me who writes, before telling you everything that happened from a moment in history that would make nothing in class be the same ever again, I will focus on this entry and exactly tell you some peculiarities of the class where we were, although it is true that our group focused mainly on us 4, we had contacts with more people from class, although it is also true that they are so superficial that I will not stop to explain anything because it would be a waste of time but I will focus on the enemy we had and with which I have started the entry of this week, The Councilor we called her like that I still do not remember well although I think it was Nuria's fault that she thought she was a politician because of how uptight the case was, we found it funny and kept the nickname, it is also true that we never learned her name at least I did and that they used to take attendance in almost all classes but we almost never paid attention, besides it was the list of class and as she was always in class getting on the staff's nerves, she also got on our nerves quite a bit, especially in math classes where the teacher had a preference for her. We tried on many occasions not to get into direct arguments with her, in several situations we had quite direct clashes with unequal results.

In the last few weeks it was just me and Africa and we were more focused on studying than getting into trouble with people or with her.
Of course, we would never forget the Councillor because apart from the fact that she united us all against her and we became friends in the process, that's why I dedicated this entry to her alone because sometimes there are people who do things to screw up and in the end they end up uniting the staff.

In the next entry I will explain why Nuria and Rosa stopped going to class.

Next week more on why it's impossible to be better.