I know I have said this a lot. I have figured out the meaning of true friends. Though I may not have a lot and be a true friend to a lot. I am one person in this world that knows the difference between true friends, best friends, and friends. Not saying that I am the only one that knows this difference but I think from my observations in this humanity I have come to understand the difference. When I moved I knew I had a lot of friends. I thought of the friends that would last a life time. This was not true, about 99% of my friends in florida forgot about me. I didnt know that this was going to happen, but it did break my heart. People that knew me from head to toe, didn't care. Half of them never spoke to me again. I knew it was going to happen, I just didnt know it would happen so fast. Later I started school and found friends. Not many but they were good enough. I started acting like a fake. Not fun, because it sucked. I've been acting fake for the past couple of months, but not anymore. I am a philosophy freak, a person that loves to help, some one that can make anyone laugh, a person that has the ability to get a good grades, a person that is capable to use "big" words and still know what they mean. I am Maria Margarita Portilla. I am not Remy or Jessica. Those people were confused and decided to be someone else to make the pain fade away. I am not a person that likes to be judged, and i do not judge others. I can be the best person you know and I can also be someone you hate. I am me and no one will stop me from being me. I am some one that looks foward to the future and I am some one that loves knowing that she is going to be some one when she grows up. I will be what ever I want to be when I grow up and I care about my education. I love to write and I love to sing. And if you ask me if I sing or write good, I would tell you "I do my best at both of them." I am a person that doesnt need any one to be me, but I do need people to show me I'm wrong. I have only one true friend, because has stood beside me when I was stupid and when I was drunk on the world. She is Rebecca Hand. She showed me a lot and I love her to death for it. I did not write this to get pity, because pity is something i hate. I did not write this to get condolence for my past, but because I wanted the world to know me and the difference from true friend, best friend, or friend. I am the different because If your in my life, I will be your true friend. I will stand beside you, if not with my body but with my mind. My mind the most powerful weapon I have. My mind and my heart combine can make my life easy and pain-free, but a life that is easy is fake. &heart;
Maria