THREE THINGS we want to do before we die:

Three Things I Will Do Before I Die:

1. Zip-lining in Costa Rica

2. Tahitian Dance.  Fa sho.  It's my dream.

3. Go back to Costa Rica, and live there for a reasonable amount of time.  

Enough to become fluent in spanish.  

And be a part of their community.

-Mallory

1. Go to Africa

3. Go to a Tom Petty Concert and a Lady Gaga Concert

3. Write a song. Just one song. That's all.

It would be a waste for me to never write a song in my life.

The Best Day of my LIFE! Boo YA. (REVISED).

Let's do 3 things that remind us of the other person. Like, I'll do 3 things that remind me of you, and vice versa.

These things remind me of Biffle! (Sarah)

She loves to laugh.  A lot.  Even if it's kind of silent.

She reminds me of Spongebob.  Except for she is way prettier.

Sarah is unique.  Like this umbrella.  That is all funky.

She is funky, which is why she is awesome.

Lipstick.  Bright.  Red. Lipstick.  Because She is bold.

And daring.  She is courageous and has the confidence to stand out.

-Mallory

P.S. Random little fact: Did you know that when women wear red lipstick, men look at those women longer than if the woman wears pink lipstick?

Stuff That Reminds Me Of Mallory

These crackers. She eats them all the time.

The song "Free Fallin'" by Tom Petty

I dunno why Shakira reminds me of Mallory.

Maybe because Mallory does Zumba and speaks Spanish.

Probably.

Day Whatever- What's In Your Bag

Gum

20 Lipsticks

Hair Cream

Hairspray

A Lint Roller (I have a white dog)

The leftover wrapper of a pair of black pantyhose

3 knives

A Wallet

Pills

A Box of Matches

Nail Polish

A Red Flashdrive

3 Tubes of Mascara

The Smell Of Old Leather

-Sarah



A bunch of feminine products

A hotel key I forgot to return

Gold/Sheer Lip Gloss

Paper

Hand Lotion that smells like Lemons that Sarah gave to me for Christmas

Jewelry (necklaces, bracelets, rings and such)

Two Chapsticks

Red Lipstick

Blue Wallet

CPR Mask

Headphones

Mirror

Deodorant that smells like fresh water orchid

Bubble Gum wrapper

Inhaler

Lotion

Headband

Electronic Device/Phone

Bobby Pins



-Mallory

Day 10 - Outfit of the Day

Sorry for the very long delay in posts, dear followers.

Do not fret, though. Because here comes the big shibang thingy. The best post ever. No...not our "outfit of the day," but our dream outfits.

-Mallory

I would like a pretty top. with some casual pants and heels.

my dream outfit corresponds with my dream place: somewhere in SUNLIGHT,

on the beach.

So, if i had my dream outfit, I must be in my dream place.

P.S. I could only buy this jewelry if I had a spare couple thousand dollars.

I guess patent leather is kind of thing. And the colors red and black.

And yeah, I would wear red pants. I would call them my "twizzler pants".

Also, I already own the necklace. But I wear it every day. And I would wear it with my dream outfit too. Because it's the Sarah Necklace. And it's awesome.
-Sarah

Batman Jacket! Oh yeah!

Red Pants! They are shiny!

Cool Boots! Oh yeah!

A bracelet shaped like an alligator (a deadly animal). Oh yeah.

I feel the need to tell you that a lot of my dream outfit came from this website. http://shop.blackmilkclothing.com/

I learned about this website from the one and only, Kesha. Sadly.

-Biffles.

Day 11 - Siblings

I have 2 brothers. One is 14, one is 9.

The one that is 14 is going to his first dance this Saturday. He is excited to get his groove on. Also, he almost has his Eagle Scout. His favorite band is Daughtry.

The one that is 9 is reading Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. Also, he has an obsession with Hot Dogs. Which is the reason his Pinewood Derby car is going to be shaped like a Hot Dog.

He also looks like Peter Pan.

They are both full of pep.

The End.

My siblings are cool.
I like to hang out with them a lot, and they like to hang out with me, too.

I have four sisters and two brothers.
I have two sisters who are adopted.

I have a brother who is on a mission in the Dominican Republic.
I have another brother who is married and has three kids.
I have an older sister who is married and has beautiful little baby boy.
I have two younger sisters.

It gets kinda confusing, so here. I will write it out.

I don't know why it says just "Su". It's supposed to be Su Bai.

But, my siblings are awesome. I love them. We do fight. We do get angry at eachother. But, we wouldn't fight if we weren't siblings.


I love them.


that's all there is to it.

-Mallory

Day 09 - What We Believe

I believe that sunlight is crucial to happiness.
I believe that splurging on a shopping trip is occasionally beneficial to the mental aspect of your life.
I believe that Phantom of the Opera is the best musical ever. (or Enchanted)  (or Mary Poppins).

I believe in happily ever afters.

Today.

Tomorrow.

And forever.


I believe that confidence is the absolute key to living happily.  A confidence in who you are.
I believe that reading calms the soul.
I believe in God.
I believe in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
I believe that flowers are especially lovely.
I believe in all the advantages of swimming.
I believe in classy, ladylike events.
I believe that laughing is a cure for the sad soul.
I believe that a smile is very influential.
I believe that I am addicted to endorphins and therefore: exercising.
I believe in the benefits of zumba and running.
I believe in living a beautiful life.  Make it gorgeous.

-mallory

I don't believe in destiny.

I don't believe in "soul mates".

I don't believe that Nicholas Cage is very talented at all.

I don't believe in relying on others.

I don't believe Sarah Palin is beneficial to this world.

I believe in God

I believe in the power of children

I believe that I will see Tom Petty in concert before I die.

I believe that I am excited to eat guacamole tomorrow. I love guacamole.

I believe that knowledge is power.

I believe that a lot of problems would be solved in people hated less.

I believe that as superficial as it sounds, I am happier wearing high heels.

I believe that you should do what you love. And love what you do.

I believe in the power of red lipstick.

-sarah

Day 8 - A Moment

Day 8 was supposed to be "A Moment", but I'm tired and I am trying to burn through all these Cake songs. Seriously, I now own 3.2 hours worth Cake songs, thanks to a good Music Pirate buddy of mine, and I decided that I'm going to listen to every single one today, even if it kills me. I'm about halfway through.

Anyways, because my mind is buzzing with Cake, I can't really think straight. So I'm not going to do a special moment, like the moment I got a puppy for my birthday, or my favorite Christmas.

The Moment I Realized That My Limbs Were Freakishly Long

by Sarah Shill

Many moons ago, when my family was into making home videos, there was a video made of me. I was laughing hysterically on the ground. I can't remember why I was on the ground. The next day, when I watched the video, it came to my attention that my legs were rather long. And my arms. I was like Spongebob or something. It was weird. And I thought to myself "Wow. I am kind freaky. I thought I had a generally normal body, but now I see that I am not normal. I wonder if as a child, my arms dragged around on the ground when I walked."

It's not like I was particularly tall, it's just that my legs took up like 50% of my body.

Anyways, yeah. 3 years later, here I am. I think my legs are really cool. Probably my best feature.

That was incredibly stupid. Ah well.












In my opinion, this is lame. Not specific enough. A moment? Trying to think of just one will probably take me hours, because I am the most indecisive person ever known.




Ah, my brain just thought of one moment.


It wasn't a good one.




The Day I was Late for Class


By Mallory Dixon




One day, it was my fifteenth birthday and I was giddy and excited, carrying around the purse I had gotten for last Christmas. It was black and shiny. I had Algebra 2 honors first class in the morning, and I thought "Hey, why not take my purse to class. Heck, it's my birthday."
I happily skipped to class through the boring and yellow halls of high school, sneakily carried my purse to class.
But wait, my teacher saw my purse.


Of course, the bell had already rung.
She told me in her caramel-y voice, coated in too much sugar
and a sprinkle of (maybe more than a sprinkly)
SARCASM:


"Mallory, you can't have purses in class, you need to go put it back in your locker."


I groaned and tipped my head back,
eyes rolling.


I then proceeded to mumble and groan,
"There are only a few more seconds till the bell rings!"


She replied with even more coats of sugar:


"Yes, you need to hurry uhhhhup!"


AGH!


So I proceeded to walk back down the ugly hall, down the stairs that were blurred by the tears building up in my eyes.


I was in tears, sobbing by the time I got to my locker around the corner.
I passed a substitute lady who asked what was wrong.


I told her that it was my birthday and my teacher made me be late.


She was sympathetic, and I was grateful for her.


I went to the commons to fill out a slip on "why I was late."
I wrote:


"I was late to class because I had my purse and my teacher made me go back to my locker just as the bell was going to ring."


Then, to top it all off, I went to class with a red, splotchy face and had NO idea how to do the concept quiz.


I hated that class.


And that was the amazing start to my fifteenth birthday.


-Mallory