Cats (5)

All my friends, everyone on my family, even people that aren’t close to me know that I love cats. It’s kind of an obsession, but I rather call it love. Well, I love cats.

There are three lovely cats in my family’s house; Noelia, Nina and Kiara. Noelia is two years old, she’s a gray little cat but she thinks she’s a lion, or a serial killer. She’s really violent, she always scratches me. But I think her biggest victim it’s my sister, Noelia just loves to scratch her, maybe she wants to kill her. Anyway, sometimes she becomes a sweet playful cat.  She likes rolling in the floor and playing in the grass, especially when my mom is in the garden. She loves my mom; she sleeps with her and follows her all the time. She doesn’t scratch her, but she attacks the other cats when they’re near my mom. She’s a very jealous cat. But she’s so cute; she always looks good in photos.

Nina is the sweetest cat in the world. I found her on the street on January; she had an infection in the eye and was skeletal. She was so sick I thought she was going to die, but she started to get better really quickly. Her body used to be athletic, but after sterilization she’s being getting more and more fat. Now she looks like a ball. But that makes her even sweeter. She’s a really patient and lovable cat; she never scratches or bites anyone and she took care of the kittens of Africa, a cat that left home after giving born. Everybody says she’s gorgeous, and she is.

Kiara is the littlest of them. She was born in my house, but I think her mom Africa didn’t want to be a mom. She left, but Nina adopted her and the other kittens. Nina was young, she was just a little bigger than the kittens but she was a great mom. Kiara still treats Nina like she was her mom; she follows her everywhere, cries when she’s not with her and sleeps above her. She’s cheerful and crazy, the craziest cat in the world.

Autumn (4)

I miss autumn, because autumn is good. Everything about autumn is good. The weather, the lovely trees, the air, the days. I like all the seasons, but my favorite is autumn. Everything is perfect when it’s autumn.

It’s not cold, yet not hot. The leaves falling from the trees creates an ambient that is only possible to feel when it’s autumn. The air feels amazing and is everything looks like preparing to die, when you know that everything is going to reborn, and look even more amazing. Autumn is like happiness and sadness are married and living happily ever after.

The days are not long, yet not short. And the sky has that look only autumn can create, an image that only exits when it’s autumn. Autumn is sweet and calm, cold but warm. I know that it’s contradictory, but I think autumn is the contradictory season for excellence.  And the best season.

I like going to the country when it’s autumn. Before it gets really cold and after you can’t even go outside with the hot weather. Autumn is perfection.

A country I'd like to visit (3)

I would like to visit so many countries; it’s so hard to choose just one. I’ve always wanted to visit other countries in South America, like Peru and Bolivia, also Europe and Asia. But lately I’ve been thinking a lot about Canada, so I’m choosing Canada.

Canada is in North America and is a bilingual country: some speak in English, others in French. It is a parliamentary monarchy. I know its weather is kind of cold, and… there are elks!

When I’m there, I’d like to visit the Niagara Falls. I’d like to learn about Canadian animals, like elks, beavers and seals.

I would really like to study there. I want to learn French so it would be a great option to study. I know there are really good universities and it’s a calm but fun country to live. I would like to live in Quebec; I’ve heard that is a nice place and people are really charming there. There they speak in French, so I think it would be amazing to live there.

My ideal job (2)

I have so many dream jobs that it's hard to choose one. I'd like to do a lot of things in my life, so my ideal job would be the one that let me do all those things.

My favorite thing to do is to write, that's why I'm studying Journalism, but I'm not sure if this is the career for me. I'd like to travel the world, meet every single place in this planet, take pictures of those corners and write about them; write about the places I see and the people I meet.

I know it's not a job, but I'd like to be just a wanderer. It would be perfect for me because I get tired of seeing the same places and faces, so I would love to travel the world from place to place.

That’s my ideal job: a homeless photographer, a writer! I would like to teach also, I’ve always thought about studying education.

 I think I already have the skills I’d need for my ideal job. Anyway, I wouldn’t need so many skills. I can write, I think I’m good at it. I’m not as good at photography but I can improve. I love analogue photography so it would be amazing to catch the places I visit in paper.

I think I’d be good at this job because I love traveling. I wouldn’t matter going from place to place every day, having no stop, no rest. I’m really disinterested in things, so I wouldn’t mind this gypsy way of living.

Oh, it would be so hard to find this job! I can do it, but it would be so hard to get paid for that. I need to be very lucky, and good.

First semester (1)

It's been like five or six months since my first semester on university started and I'm not sure of what really happened.

Except for my already over personal troubles and vocational crisis, this semester was good. I had great grades and didn’t have difficulties with my studies. The problem was I got really bored. I loved the basic subjects but hated the specific journalism ones; they were like hell to me. Not because they were hard, I found them a lot easier than the basics, but they were so boring that I thought I was going to die in the middle of the class. Yeah, I’m studying Journalism and I think I don’t really like it. I was about to freeze the career, I talked to my mom and she agreed. I thought about moving to Literature in this university or Language Pedagogy in the University of Santiago. I’m not sure about that yet, but I hope and I can make up my mind before this semester ends.

I really wanted to study languages but I didn’t know how to do it, it was my first semester and I didn’t even know how to get to the ICEI. So this semester I’m doing English 4 and then I hope I can start studying French or Russian.

Although I’ve always been an independent person, it was not easy to get used to Santiago. I’m a small town girl, so living in a city where I can’t even breathe was hard at the begging. Getting along in this city was easy, I think it’s even easier than in my zone, here you can just use the subway and there are a lot of buses that go like everywhere. You can check the buses route on internet and send a text to know how many minutes you have to wait to the bus. It’s so easy! Anyway, I think my problem with this city is the air, and the fact I can’t have cats on my little room on Santiago’s heart —by the way, I love cats!