The best man in the earth

It was on 2006. I went on vacations with one of my best friends, Ponpon, to Alagarrobo. One of our common friends called us begging for a place to stay one night. He was with five more people. Ponpon accepted them in her house, but that “one night” became in a whole week. In that group was Yota, the person who will be my best friend until now. So we really met there. Because he was from my school and we had seen each other several times at parties or stuff like that.

Yota (José Ignacio) is my best friend because of too many things. He’s a great person, very loyal funny, generous, shiny, kind, bubbly and he loves to help people, integrate them to our group, and cheer up all his friends. He has accompanied me in every hard moment in my life: when my grandma died, when a boyfriend cheated on me and other difficult situations. When I am sad, he always try his best to make me happy. He takes me out and figures something out to distract me. We spend really good time together.

Is so hard to pick just one best memory with him. But obviously the vacations and the moments that we have supported each other are some of my treasures. We go to the mall together, to parties, on vacations, we met for lunch, eat sushi, and a lot of things more. My family loves him and his loves me too. I hope to be always with him because my life would be very different if he wouldn’t be on it.