the beginning

the  beginning by angel wing

i would first like to point out that i have had no experience at this whatsoever. i would also like to say that i have been thinking about this for quite some time and i have decided what exactly to blog about...
my first idea was to just go at this randomly but then i thought some people might actually red this so i might make this more interesting for them, that's right this is 98% for you guys and 2% for me. anyways back to the actual topic of what i am going to blog about is well my life, from my point of view, during a semi typical week of being (obviously) me. to be honest I've never actually been the type to enjoy writing so i'm pretty excited to find out how this will work...
for those of you who know me don't judge me this is my place where i can write what i like without all the little teases (but i'm pretty sure i'll still get them) so i guess i'm gonna start off with the whole "story of the week thing"

for me i don't really think of my life as being, as others may put it, interesting but hey your still reading this right? *i hope* so what happened this week that was fun and interesting? well let me tell you! ...not a lot sadly. something that is a pretty handy fact you might need to know about is i LOVE to swim. i always have. i went from simple lessons to synchronized swimming to well speed swimming. but i have been out of the water for 2 whole devastating weeks. i have some issues with my back shoulder(s) and ribs. i have had this issue for about a month maybe two :( so very sad but hey imma get back in the water by Monday and see if i don't screw my body up more. it was so bad that the last meet i swam at i was in one of the races i love the most! (200 free) but i only had 2 laps to go but i just heard the worst sound that, trust me you don't want to have to witness, and i stopped i was one of the top 3 in my heat and i had to stop or else i was gonna scream from the tremendous pain that washed through me. i can hear the sound in my head as i re-live the moment in my mind. but in conclusion i think its almost over and done with so i can get back to pull and not stupid no good kick :P

on another note i have been running this thought over and over in my mind and i think i can finally say it out loud... there really is no easy way to put it but all my friends call me pretty (personally i think its from pity or they are just referring to the whole 'inner beauty')
i know, i know some one is going to read this and then lecture me but just hear me out first okay? i just want to start off by saying yes sometimes  i can see my self and see the outer beauty and some of you are probably just sitting there on their computers thinking awww poor baby, but don't. seriously. if you don't know me don't feel badly for me and if you do know me well hold on and let me explain, first i would like to point out that i truly am a tom boy. not a full on extreme hockey/football playing chick but i do love to hang with the guys and i'm not afraid to ruin a pair of pants. but i love being around guys and being tough and stuff its who i am. but i'm not always a total guy i love having sleepovers and letting people do my hair and all that girly stuff its just, back to my point, i don't consider myself beautiful because on the outside because, well, mainly i just:
1. don't have the time
2. being perfect and pretty all the time doesn't matter to me
and 3. some people will think i'm a total loser because i'm saying this others think i might be rude or mean or just plain crazy but i'm gonna say it it doesn't matter what you look like on the outside sure your boy/girlfriend might make you think that the only reason they are dating you is because you pretty or handsome, if that is the case then dump 'em, the person who loves you, likes you, knows you, that is the person who you should really be with whether its a friend or more than a friend that is my definition of being pretty and to be honest i have that and i hope you do to.

finally this is the part where i leave you for a week or two for you to think about everything i said and done. this is the part where i admit that maybe this is about what that "topic of the week is" not "my life this week".
i just want to say thanks for reading even though you don't have to and i trust you may come back and see what i have in the next week or so. that's all for tonight folks!


it doesn't hurt to be optimistic.
you can always cry later.
-Lucimar Santos de Lima