hello guys,
Yes. I'm being very positive, thinking that many people will access my blog ... but who knows ... as we say here in Brazil, I am Brazilian and I never give up ..
Well my name is Andrea, I thought of inventing a name for me ... but I know that i would probably end up forgetting the fake name... haha
but no more blah blah blah ...
I decided to write this blog in English to share my experiences, as researching trought numerous websites and blogs of people living the same situation as me I didn't found what I need, and this is the goal of this blog ... not only telling about my life, but also receiving tips ... because I do not know all the answers, but I will help with everything i already know and will be more than welcome to write your own tips ;)
So, I am Andrea, I am a certain age ... hahaha ... I say I was born in the 1980s, then you do the math ...: p
I am a foreigner and I moved with my parents to Brazil when I was a baby ... my parents came here to live the "Brazilian" dream ... we are here today and I have become Brazilian and I love Brazil. I live in the south where winter's cold and during summer is very hot.
Even loving Brazil so much, I always had a great love for history and because of that for the united kingdom and its history ... so much that my favorite writers are British, my favorite of all is Jane Austen: * love her very much ...
Well.. considering my love for the united kingdom in 2010 I made a registration on a site called flirtbox ... and I was trying to meet a British ... dreamed about it day and night ... never had a boyfriend before and kiss, just had been kissed once :( so.. it would be a nice way ...
I met two guys.. a perfect British ... blond, blue eyes ... not my type, but was nice to have a guy like that saying that was interested in me ... I was in heaven... but to find out that he was African, nothing against, but he was not blond or anything ... nothing against so far ... but I discovered that he was using me trying to get me to send him money ... putz ... if he had only lied about who he was we could have been friends, but trying to steal me it was too much...
well, I left for the second ... that second was real, lived in London but was from a Muslim country ... super dear, talked a lot, for almost a year ... until I could earn enough money for my first adventure... London...
and he lived there so i thought we could have adrink or somenthing... he said yes... but then i realised that i never told him i was a plus size girl... and i told him... i said i was afraid to meet him... he never contacted me again...
Well, you may be asking, what's wrong with Brazilian men, because that fat crazy want either a British or a foreigner?
answer: the problems are Brazilian women ...
what? Well, they are beautiful, gorgeous, sexy and they think well of themselves ... I'm super shy, romantic to the extreme, fat and full of complex ... Brazilians do not like women like me ...
believe me I tried so many times and never got anything ... It was so often that the internet was the best way for me ...
So I went back from my trip and decided to continue in my search for the love of my life ... keeping in mind that the British would like me the way I am ... blame bridget jones for that ... continued on the web site and open an account on pof and also began my search ... a search over a thousand frogs and almost two years dreaming of my prince charming.
