My best enemy in the world

Good morning to everyone! I hope you don't read this with a zombie-6:00 of the morning- face (jajajajaja). Today was normal for me, the subway wasn't full of people, so for me it is a regular way to start the day :)


 I have a question for you...Did you sometime felt really alone? I mean, that it didn't matter with how many people were around you, if it wasn't that special one you feel sad? Somedays I feel in that way.
All of you may not know this, but since I live here in Santiago, I'm living alone in a department. It was difficult for me in the beginning, but my boyfriend, my Santiago's friends (Rosita and Camila) and even my cat helped to diminish that little pain.  However, I always remember my Arica's friends nostalgically ,especially three of them: Francisco, Maria Jose and Sarui. 


    Because today I saw some videos that Francisco sent to me, I'll tell you about him...It's a weird friendship story: We met when I was 11 years old, he was new in my classroom and...Well... I HATE HIM. He was the boy that I always tried to avoid  and he always tried to talk or at least say hello to me. That behavior of mine was because some girls told me that he had a crush of me. So, like the ingenuous little girl as I was, I believed their lie and my answer for that was "UGH NO!!" and so I run away from he for a long time in school...even when it was a time that I didn't remember why I hate him so much.
    
    So, when we share places in the directive of the elementary school (I was president and he secretariat) at the age of 14, we met each other so much better. I think that he become one of my best friends because he is a good listener, someone who you can trust, really cheerful and even when we had some argument, we still being close friends. 


  Uhm...Now that I think about it, I have to say that the way how we met is my best memory with him, in fact, when we remember it, we laugh about it and I ask to myself "How dumb was I, that I didn't realize that he was a marvelous person?" 


 Now that I'm so far of him and busy with the college, we don't have the chance for take a time and go to walk, go to the cinema, to dance in a club, to lunch a improvised tacos, to watch some funny videos... That kind of stuff that you start to appreciate when the person is so far away. When I went to Arica for summer vacations, I met with him and another friends. In the picture shared for you, I was with Fran and Maria Jose, and behind you can see the lights that illuminate the Arica's Morro. It was a great night, and even when I spend time with them like the"old times", I knew that nothing would be the same..and I think that they also knew it.

      
       I don't want to imagine a life without my dearest friends, or even without all of them. So I try very hard to don't lose communication and caring about their problems,even when I not there to share my shoulder and comfort they.


       Take care of the people that loves you, that's all I can say. In that way, you would never  regret of the things that you didn't share with they. Make you better effort and so you would have they for the rest of your live, supporting each other in the best and worst times. 


      See you soon! :)