Hello! My name is María Andrea. I'm nineteen years old and I live in Córdoba, Argentina. I like playing guitar, singing, writing and watching horror movies/series. I'm a very awkward person. I started to write songs again a couple days ago. I'm very weird and awkward. Sometimes I feel like I'm this annoying girl that everybody hates. It's fun I guess. I'm used to feel like I don't belong and its fine, I guess. I only have a few people I can count on. Firt: My bff, Mara, she's my bff since I was 4 years old. I love her to death cause she's the only one who understands me even thought we are very different. Second: There's my bff Julian, I know I let him down sometimes cause I feel like he doesn't want to be my friend (I'm very jelous) but things are going very well between us lately and I think that this friendship can work out! #3: There's Andy, I met her online and met her in person last year when we went to see Madonna MDNA live tour. It was amazing meeting her after so many chats. She really understands me about everything but most of all about my dad. #4 There's Ema, I met him online too. He's a very good friend and we're always talking about everything. Is nice to have someone like him! I feel like I'm very lucky to have this amazing friends. They're not a lot, but I think that's part of the secret of being awesome. I have a story to tell. Remember that not every story is full of romance and happiness. Mine started twenty years ago when "my mom" decided she wasn't going to keep me so day 1 she gave me in adoption. Thank god, and I'm proud to say this, my real fathers (those who raised me) came into my life. It was a hard year because my real mother could've regret it (wich she didn't, she got pregnant again). After so many tasks my parents were so happy cause everything worthed, they won me and I was de biggest price. When I was five years old my granny passed away. I remember she was amazing. She was born in Arabia and cooked like gods. I didn't really understand what was happening cause I was young. When I was twelve years old my father died in a car accident. I was the last to know...It hurt. In less than a month my granny passed away. I felt terrible. The both lived at home with me and my mom and suddenly they're gone. I went back to school and did my best but it wasn't enough. "I used to be better" - that's what I thought every day. My grades got worst and I was so blue, not because of that, because of everything. That year I found out I had thyroid and insulin resistant. I got very sick that year and my friends suddenly were more like enemies. We lost contact, I started to grew apart. 2008 was better, I changed school, made some new friends and started to do this diet to be healthy. It worked. I had the time of my life when I was 15, I had this amazing party I'll never forget. Everything was fine, that year I had my first kiss, my first boyfriend. I really liked him but he didn't feel the same so we broke up after a month and a half. I met this amazing guy, even thought everyone told me he was a womanizer, I liked him. Suddenly he knew everything and so did I, he was dating with someone else too so we ended the relationship. I was 16 years and I was trying to find love, I didn't know it'd be so hard. I met this one amazing guy called Mauricio. I thought he was amazing. He was shy and cool. He liked playing guitar just like me. We started dating, we'd been together for five months. He broke up with me cause all that time he was with me, he was in love with his best friend. Could anything get worst? I thought. And the answer was yes. My bff made out with him two weeks after we broke up. She never admitted it. Now we are cool but that year was hard. I won some pounds and started to be all by myself. I had friends, but I had time to myself to. Depression was more than present. I realized I was depressed since 2006, cause that's when I started with heavy thoughts. On 2012 I tried to hurt myself and ate some pills. I told my mom I needed to change some things so I got hospitalized for a month. I found out that life is beautiful, I just need to see things from another point of view. But I was lonely and only left my house to see myfriends. Well, this year I've some kind of therapist. We try to leave my house and do more things. It's cool. Even thought I'm always by myself and only see my friends twice in a month, I don't feel lonely anymore and those thoughts I was afraid of are gone too. I'm feeling so much better and I totally think that we need to fall to realize how things are for real. I almost forgot to tell you something. This year my biological mom was feeling sad because of what she did so she contacted me on facebook over a fake name. It was awful. She made me a fake life, she used to post pictures like "those are your brothers", "that's me, your mom" and I don't buy any of this. She might be my biological mother but she will never be my mom. I told her to stay away cause I was proud of my family and that's the family I chose. I think that's all you need to know about me. I talked to her and I told her that i've no bad feeling about her. That if she wants to know anything about me she should ask me instead the ones I love because that bothers me. And that I only have one mother and is the one who raised me. |