A good friend of mine

A good friend of mine is Isidora. I met her when we were in kindergarten and we were like 5-6 years old. It’s hard for me to remember the very first day I met her, but I do know we’ve been friends ever since. We studied in the same school and in the same classes for 11 years, and then in 3ro medio, we split up. She went to the Humanist elective and I, to the Math elective.

I remember being in school and singing with her some Katy Perry songs out loud when we were 12-13 years old. Or when we were younger, playing in the dirt with some tree leaves and water.

I like her ‘cause we’ve always liked the same things (the same stupid things, I may say), we both share the love for movies and series, for books, for some music, and most importantly, art.

Since we finished school, we haven’t seen each other that much, but when we do, we do the simplest things. We hang out to watch a movie, to walk, or go to expositions, or just being in any of our homes and lay in the couch and talk and since we like similar things, we like to go to these Chinese Malls or to Patronato, in search of cute or weird things.

 I enjoy being with her, because we can do nothing and still have fun. We always have something to talk about, and even if we haven’t seen each other in months, nothing changes.

She’s a great cooker and artist. At first she wanted to study gastronomy, but then decided for Art. Since, as she says, cooking can be more as hobby than a career, but maybe Art will be more difficult, since it’s difficult just being an artist out there in the world, but I’m a 100% sure, she made the right choice. She makes these paints of Kois and they are beautiful.

Right now she’s preparing the PSU and working at the same time, for the reason that she didn’t prepare last year. She will be working all next year, and then hopefully, in 2019 she will be studying Art in U. de Chile, as she wants to.