I remember the reason I stopped fooling with my 30 Day Challenge. I got a little ahead of myself and wanted to use Day 11 - Share A Story From Your Childhood to copy an actual story from a childhood journal. I have been writing since I learned how and have never stopped . Of course once I got home and into "Zombie Mode" as I like to refer to it I never dug out my old journals. I'm just going to say the first thing that pops into my head as I don't have time to make up a zillion days at once and make them too meaningful. I give you cheap.
Day 11 - Share a story from your childhood:
When I was a kid I took Gymnastics lessons. My main concern was having the coolest leotard. I recall owning a few satin ones in multiple colors. One time while doing a back walkover with the assistance of my coach I kicked him in the mouth. He started grabbing his mouth in pain and I laughed because he was always joking. I obviously didn't know the amount of passion I apparently threw into my back walkovers because he was bleeding from the mouth. He snapped "So you think this is funny?!" I quit Gymnastics soon after that. I could have been an Olympian had he not been such a drama queen, wounding my ten year old ego. Shame!
Day 12 — Explain how you got one of your scars:
When I was a kid I used to pick our cat Tim Tim up by his tail. He was not appreciative. End.
Day 13 — How do you think others view you?
I have no idea although I am always trying to see myself through new eyes. I think others see me as small, clumsy, a pain in the ass, emotional, etc. I see myself as a Dinosaur or a bit of Transformer.
Day 14 — Talk about the cuteness of your pets.
Locke will do anything to get on the couch. He will start with a single paw, trying to trick you into petting him and ignoring what he's doing. He's wagging his tail, looking cute, and he will place another paw up. He will proceed to try to fit into the smallest space available even if it means laying entirely on top of you. He never stays still. One time he must have gotten scared of something because he was leaning against my back and ended up sitting on top of me in a split second after lunging his whole body in my direction and glancing around in fear. He is a nerd.
Day 15 — A poem you wrote.
Roses are red.
Bunnies are blue.
I like scrambled eggs with salsa.
And maybe you do too.
[Any poems i've written were written long ago and no longer relevent. Also they are all at home.]
Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly).
Anything by Michael Giacchino. Also Hallelujah in pretty much every form.
