Finishin' Up this 30 Days thing

Day 17.

Your favorite memory.

When my swim team won Regionals my freshman? year. Ah. the air was so sweet. The victory was ours.

-Mallory

When I got my dog when I was 13.

-Sarah

Day 18.

Your favorite birthday.

When I turned five or six. I had a theme: all princess barbie. We had the napkins, decorations, and I even wore a pink, poofy princess dress. It was AWESOME.

-Mallory

When I got my dog when I was 13.

-Sarah

Day 19.

Something you regret.

Not swimming consistently in middle school.

-Mallory

Not trying out for All-State as a sophomore. I would have made it.

-Sarah

Day 20.

This month.

What about it? It's been sick-y. Cause I have been ill a lot. Besides that, OUR RELAY FOR SWIMMING MADE IT TO SECTIONALS!!!

-Mallory

A month is a month.

-Sarah

Day 21.

Another moment.

The moment I sat in the front seat.

-Mallory

The moment I started this gay 30 day thing that has taken up many hours of my life. Thanks for nothing.

-Sarah

Day 22.

Something that upsets you.

When I'm not perfect. Ha Ha, I mean when I don't do something and TRY to make it perfect and it doesn't end up being amazing.

-Mallory

The fact that I am signing my name over and over again on this.

-Sarah

Day 23.

Something that makes you feel better.

When I smile. When the sun absorbs into my skin. AH IT'S SO GOOD.

-Mallory

Reading the blog "Hyperbole (hy-per-bo-lee) And A Half".

Also watching Llamas In Hats.

-Sarah

Day 24.

Something that makes you cry.

When I am inspired. When I see true love. For children, for spouses, for God.

And when my cat vomits in my room.

-Mallory

I don't have tear ducts.

-Sarah

Day 25.

A first.

The first time (only time) I "fell in love" with a boy at EFY. Biggest mistake. Jerk. I only call him that because whenever "his girl" wasn't around, he talked to me. When she came back, BAM! - He was gone, away from my side. Poophead.

-Mallory

The first time I made a guy friend. It was a good choice.

-Sarah

Day 26.

Your fears.

This will be in caps cause it's important.

THE DARK, BUGS, BUGS, THE DARK, SOME CHANGES, & DECISIONS.

-Mallory

Nothing.

Ok I lied. Socializing.

-Sarah

Day 27.

Your favorite place.

Undawata! It's so quiet. So peaceful.

If not there, at the beach in Costa Rica, or on the Swan Boats in Boston.

Hell.

Just kidding. I don't have a favorite place. If I did, it would probably be something weird like under my bed or up a tree.

-Sarah

-Mallory

Day 28.

Something you miss.

Ah, the days when I was young. However, I am glad I have grown up.

-Mallory

Remember my first guy friend? Yeah. I miss him. He was a good dude. But he was also an idiot.

-Sarah

Day 29.

Your aspirations.

To grow up. Inspire others. Put a smile on people's faces. Have a family. Do what I love.

-Mallory

I don't know.

Be happy I guess.

-Sarah

Day 30.

one last moment.

The time when I realized I was growing up. And I would have to be making important decisions from then on. When I needed to become more independent.

-Mallory

The moment I decided that life was too short to live safely. So I drove up this vertical icy hill I am intimidated by.

-Sarah

Our Dreams - Day15

I like dreams. I have always thought that dreams are either about:



a. something we fear.

b. something we secretly love.



I will share two dreams pertaining to each of those categories.



a. In my dream, I am lying in my bed. In complete and utter darkness. I hear a noise, a small noise. The noise makes my whole body shudder and I scream. My heart pounds and it's as if I completely despise this sound, as if it physically hurts me. It gets louder and louder and louder, and the thing gets closer and closer. I look for it, and off at a 45 degree angle is an animal of some sort. Maybe a giraffe, or an elephant. I am not sure. I don't remember. But that sound. UGH. I think of it now and just HATE it. It's a yell, a deep scream of some sort.



b. I can only remember one dream about something I love. For some reason, I remember the ones I despise more. In this dream, it is dark outside. And there are many people at my house, mostly on the front lawn and on our driveway. I see an old friend, and I run up to him. Then we hug. And it was not a lame side hug. But the full hug. It was a nice hug. I have always admired this guy, in almost every way. But I think I dreamt about this dream because I know it's never likely he would ever ask me on a date. It's one of the situations where I don't necessarily "like" him. But honestly want the best for him. And I know he has a heart.-Mallory





Ok, so I don't really have good dreams. They are usually insanely messed up. Either like incredibly scary or weird. Like a member of my family deciding to kill all the other members. Or my mom turning into a cannibalistic swamp monster, lusting for my blood. Anytime I have an actual "good dream", it's kind of embarassing to talk about.

So, here we go.



a. In the dream it's this guy















And he's chasing me down and endless flight of fiery stairs. And eventually, I fall. And die. I have had this dream like once a month since I was like, 5. Because that's when I watched the movie with this character in it.

For the record, this is certainly not the scariest dream I have ever had. I have had dreams that would make Steven King pee his pants. But I decided not to describe those. Also, today I imitated this dream to Mallory, and she laughed.


b. One time, I had this dream, where I took this gay guy to a Lady Gaga concert. And I was like "Maybe we can go backstage!" And after the concert was over, I got to meet Lady Gaga. And I said "This is my Gay Friend!" proudly, gesturing towards the gay guy. And Lady Gaga put her hands on the dude's shoulders and said slowly and dramatically "I AM SO PROUD OF YOU." And then I told her how much I loved her piano playing skills.

The End.
-Sarah