3 Times of the Day we Treasure

1. Lunch Time.
Cause then I can eat delicious food and socialize with all my other butterflies.

2. The End of the Schoolday...2:15.

Because then I am done with extended amount of critical thinking for awhile, until I do my homework again later than night.

I feel like this:

or just like this:

3. The time when I lay down, relax, hang with the familia, and watch a movie.

-mal

1. About 11 pm. Sleep time.

2. About 8:30 pm. When I have my nightly bowl of cereal.

3. Whenever I am listening to or making music.

-Sarah

3 Things We Will Never Regret

1. I will never regret becoming a swimmer.

2. I will never regret sticking up for who I am and what I believe.

There's not really a specific picture for this...but here is a picture of a rainbow...

3. I will never regret eating these alot....

ohhhhh they look SOOOOO Good....

-Mal

1. I will never regret wearing heels, even when it's icy and snowy outside.

Even when I fall.

2. I will never regret trying new trying new things. Half the time, I usually like the new thing.

Like The Blues.

Or cheese that seems weird.

3. I will never regret having a can of mace in my purse. Although if someone ever attacks me, they will regret the day the crossed paths with Sarah Shill.

College Worries

I am not that nervous for college. Or rather, I am, but not really for the normal stuff. I'm not scared to live with 5 other chicks I don't know. And I'm not nervous to move somewhere I don't know. But, I am nervous to have to cook my own food. Because my cooking knowledge is so limited, I'm terrified that I'm going to be eating chicken pot pies, top ramen, and honey nut cheerios for 3 years. And then I am worried that because of my high sodium intake, my heart will shrivel up or whatever and I'm going to get diabetes.

I am also a little nervous for the socializing aspect. I am not a particulariliy social person. I don't like 75% of society. But, alas, I'm going to have to find some kind of amigo to talk to, otherwise I will be known as That-Girl-Who-Wears-Tall-Shoes-And-Never-Talks-To-Anyone. And I would rather be known as That-Girl-Who-Wears-Tall-Shoes-And-Is-Pretty-Cool-Sometimes.

I think that's all I'm nervous for. Oh yeah. I'm nervous about not having a pet dog. It's become such a big part of my happiness and sense of well-being. Also, I'm nervous that I can't take my knife collection to college.

But that's it.

-Sarah Shill


I'm going to college soon, too.  Im pretty excited.  But also nervous.  I realized a couple weeks ago.....I am going to be going someplace where I most likely won't know anybody and will have to make all new friends.  I mean....lots of people annoy me.  Which is stupid to say cause I can be annoying, as well.  But I hope to make some friends and not be a loner who spends her nights and weekends relaxing in her dorm.  
Cause that's what I like to do: relax.  I enjoy coming home after a difficult workout and simply laying down.  
There's another question....WILL I PLAY SPORTS IN COLLEGE?! there's no way I can't do nothing....I would die of.....unhappiness cause working out makes me happy.  I just love that feeling of knowing that I pushed my body beyond it's average limits.  
HERE'S ANOTHER PREGUNTÁ!!!!!!  WHERE AM I GOING TO COLLEGE?!??!?!?!!?
I DON'T KNOW YET.  I am in the process of applying.  I'm excited.  OH WAIT.....WHAT IF I WANNA GO ON EXCHANGE?! SHOULD I?!?!?!?!?
I DON'T KNOW.  
I know that I don't wanna get married right away though....ugh too soon.  I'm not in love either, so it's all outta the question.  Pooey.  I love my home and everyone here (that doesn't put my mind on edge).  I love my young womens ladies and my friends and school and swimming.....and soon I will be gone :(
Movin' on to better things, I suppose.  As I have moved up the totem pole of high school, life has gotten better.  I know clearly what I want and who I am and am just happy.  
I'm going to miss my mommy and daddy.  and my whole flipping family.


Oh ya....and I can't cook much, either.  I'm kinda lackin in the money area, too.
-Mallory

Dream Pet

Heyo. It's Mallory.

Today we will be talking about our dream pets.

I have had many different kinds of pets. I've had two water dragon lizards that ate mealworms that I crushed the heads off (as well as grasshoppers), and I have a lame cat, and my family has owned birds, a HUGE fishtank, and doggies and other cats. Wendy (my cat) vomits everywhere and spreads her hair all over my awesome clothing. You could say that the crickets from Lizzy #1 and #2 were like additional pets. They would escape the tank and live in the cracks of our house, chirping all through the night. I don't know about you, but that's not real dreamy.

So...I'd have to say that my dream pet would be a really, really smart large flying monkey. That way, it could poop and pee IN THE TOILET and also...it would be really clean. SHE would have no dandruff, drool, and gross stuff like that. Then, whenever I wanted to fly I could hang onto her back and she could swing me through the trees. Sweet.

-Mallory

I have a dog. She is a jack russell terrier and she is pretty much one of the best things that has ever happened to me. So, she is kind of my dream pet.

But. If I could have any pet, right now, it would either be a teacup pig or a python.

Teacup pigs are awesome. They are small and pink and fuzzy and lovely. And smart. Also, I would probably name it Hamilton. Or Xena, like the warrior princess.

Pythons are huge and long. I get one like the one in the story "The Elephant's Child", by Rudyard Kipling. "The Bi-colored Python Rock Snake". Anyways, I would just wear it all over the place like a scarf. Like Britney Spears, except not whore-ish. And I would train it to not choke me all the time.

And it would crush my enemies.

-Sarah

Ello, Chaps! (and ladies).

Hey there, followers and stalkers.

This is Mallory.

And

We

Are

Back.

Just like Eminem had his comeback with that song: Shady's back....back again.

We've missed the blogosphere and are fired up again to make some brilliant posts.

It'll come, don't pee your pants just yet.

-Mallory

YAAAYYY GOOOO SARAAAHHH ITS YOURRRR TURRRN!!!! WOOHOOOO

Hi Everyone. We are back. As Mallory so charmingly mentioned. So, get ready. For awesomness.

-Sarah

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