Another week, now in December. The rain has started to give us a break and I am really happy about it. That long rain season was becoming really annoying.
December started with a nice surprise: I was admitted to the University. I knew I had failed one of the exams (Finance) so they give me a chance to take the exam again in January. The exam's subject is Financial Management and I need to start studying that right now so I won't have too much time to party/vacation this December/January but the cause is good I hope.
News about the new house: I called the gas company and they promised me to investigate what is happening with my request to install the gas meter. I hope they pay some attention to it. I sincerely think they either are stupid or their employees are not motivated enough to work for the company: the moment they hook up the freaking meter, they will start to charge me for the stinky gas, so, why do they wait so long?? Same thing with the power company; they have to come to the house and replace a broken circuit braker to be able to start charging me. I am starting to think they are kind of masochistic; they must love to be called and eat a lot of swearing.
There's a French film festival going on now in Bogotá. I had heard about it but I didn't pay too much attention to it until today (I love movies but I have been also quite busy and my mind has not been exactly on free-time activities lately.) Finally, I went to watch one of the movies with a friend (she was really happy because she speaks french, while I had to read the captions.) The movie is called (free translation): Will it snow on Christmas day? and is about a french farmer who's got an "unofficial" wife and seven kids that he uses to treat as his personal farm slaves. The pace of the movie is a bit slow but the many misadventures suffered by the poor wife and kids keep you watching.
(I have a TV card installed on my PC and while I write this I'm watching the Discovery Channel; they are showing a docuentary about african lions. I just heard an amazing fact: the roar of the beast can be heard up to 8 kilometers away, wow. Sorry about this commercial.)
The bad news is about our lovely pet; the poor doggie is really sick. He's now 13 years old and he's got a weird illness that's making him unable to walk. He's hardly eating and uses to sit on a fixed place and not move for hours. I'm very concerned about it.
