School and beers at the park

Yesterday was my first day of school (back in school again, I don't believe it!)
It was really good. We did this little oral and written test (Grammar and Writing) and, as I expected, I went to advanced level.
Most people studying there are from France and Sweden and Japan. In my class there are two Swedish girls, three French guys, a girl from Liechtenstein and myself. As you can see I'm the only one from below the Ecuador and that's fantastic! But they're all finishing their courses before me (some will stay for 4 more weeks, some for 2 more months) but there's always people coming and going and you get to know many more people. My teacher Dan is very funny and he looks just like Tiago, can you believe it? He explains everything in detail and provides loads of examples. Everybody keeps telling me that I sound too American, Dan even try to make me say the words with a British pronunciation, but pointless. I simply can't!
All the staff at the school helps out if you need any assistance, so far so great!

After today's class I went to the Post Office to sent my documents for my Student's bus card (I get 30% off) and it cost me $5 (plus envelope and stamp).

I finally arranged to meet Jefferson this afternoon. We met each other in front of Nike's store in Oxford Circus and there were two guys with him (Rafael from Caxias and Gabriel) and also a girl named Mel from Sorocaba. I really wanted to go to a pub and drink some pints (maybe because when I work I see those people drinking a lot and I never have the chance to sit in a pub and enjoy a beer. I've been here for almost a month and only went to a pub twice - and stayed there for about 2 hours. That sucks, man!), but they decided to buy some beers at Tesco and sit in a park. I was ok with that, not totally happy. We talked for a while and they're nice people (the girl talks too much, but she's ok). We basically talked about our jobs and traveling and being away from home... and in the middle of the conversation there were two gay guys that were speaking loud (obviously drunk or stoned or both) and it was annoying. At a certain point one of them said that his friend thought Rafael was cute. They started to come closer and without noticing they were sitting together with us. It was kinda funny at first seeing them trying to speak and hitting on the guys, but then it was just rubbish.
We stayed for a little while and we went home at about 7 pm. Of course I didn't want to go home, but I wouldn't mention the idea of going to some place else.
I called Paula and invited her to go to Trinity (the pub near our house and I went on my 2nd day here) and she said ok. I couldn't believe that Paula was actually going for a beer with me. But the joy only lasted 20 minutes. I was on the bus and my mobile rang and I knew it was her. I opened up my bag and there you go: it was her. She said we could go tomorrow after work because she was hungry and stuff but I honestly don't believe it'll happen.
I should probably call Patricia or Carla for us to do something because next weekend I'll work Saturday, Sunday and Monday (it's a bank holiday here).
I should definitely start getting my classmates' phone numbers...