The last day (correction) That was my last class in the university. It was the end of the third level of an administration course, a boring subject for a engineering student, although I know it was a very important one. It had a kind and wise teacher, however, I was counting the minutes remaining until it finished. The past year with my girlfriend had been very difficult, because we had no enough time to be together, I was totally immersed in my final courses and in my degree work. So, I was just counting the minutes remaining to go home and plan a beautiful vacation with her. I arrived at our apartment feeling happy. But things didn't turn out like I expected. I didn't notice anything at first, but suddenly after lunch, she brought me to our room. She hugged me and then, gave me a piece of purple paper, it was a note written in her own hand. She was breaking up with me.