Skip to main content

30 Day Challenge

One of my favorite people in the world, Ally (dryeyedcrab) has decided to start the 30 Day Challenge (you can find her over here http://dryeyedcrab.blogspot.com/) so I thought I would do it too!


I love writing and don't do enough of it so I thought this would encourage me to write more. If anyone knows of any other writing challenges please let me know as I really need to have a catalyst to push me to write!


What is The 30 Day Challenge?


Here's how it works  - post every day for 30 days :
day 1 - a recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself
day 2 - the meaning behind your blog name
day 3 - a picture of you and your friends
day 4 - a habit that you wish you didn’t have
day 5 - a picture of somewhere you've been to
day 6 - favorite super hero and why
day 7 - a picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
day 8 - short term goals for this month and why
day 9 - something you're proud of in the past few days
day 10 - songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyped, mad
day 11 - another picture of you and your friends
day 12 - how you found out about blogging and why you have one
day 13 - a letter to someone who has hurt you recently
day 14 - a picture of you and your family
day 15 - put you ipod on shuffle: first 10 songs that play
day 16 - another picture of yourself
day 17 - someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
day 18 - plans/dreams/goals you have
day 19 - nicknames you have and why you have them
day 20 - someone you see yourself marrying or being with in the future
day 21 - a picture of something that makes you happy
day 22 - what makes you different from everyone else
day 23 - something you crave a lot
day 24 - a letter to your parents
day 25 - what I would find in your bag
day 26 - what do you think about your friends
day 27 - why are you doing this 30 day challenge
day 28 - a picture of you from last year and now, how have you changed since then?
day 29 - in this past month, what have you learned
day 30 - your favorite song
So thats the idea... lets see if it works!

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Thanks for taking the time to comment!

Popular posts from this blog

Week One... Or Should I Say Week Two Thousand One Hundred and Seventy Nine...

 That's how many weeks I have been alive (give or take a couple of days). Two thousand one hundred and seventy-nine. Yet here I am still fighting the same fights I have always fought. Self-image, self-acceptance, unrelenting standards, imposter syndrome.  Once again I find myself in a body that feels uncomfortable and unhealthy. It crept up on me slowly and suddenly all at the same time. I still barely eat any refined sugar. I turn down the lollies and cakes and doughnuts at work. It's not even a struggle, I no longer enjoy the way sugar makes my body feel. But my old nemesis, potato chips, remains undefeated. I eat potato chips to fill the emptiness in my soul. To feel as miserable physically as I do mentally or emotionally. To get comfort from an association with my childhood. It is the struggle I can't overcome. The war I can't win. So after months of trying on my own to no avail, months of the scales not budging, I have signed up for a healthy eating plan. I'm n...
2 comments
Read more

I don't want to do this anymore

I am so over it right now. Everything feels hard. Everything feels shit. Everything makes me want to cry. I don't want to be a person any more. I don't want to be an anything any more. My children are smart. They get good grades, score well on NAPLAN, their teachers love them. Why then must they continue to do stupid things? I am so sick of a child running to tell me that so-and-so did such-and-such to me, I am sick of them hurting each other, I am sick of them destroying things, I am sick of them whinging, complaining, walking past rubbish on the floor, leaving shit everywhere, pretending they can't see the dog wee on the floor, having rooms that looking like the aftermath of a break and enter. I am sick of washing dishes, of sweeping floors, of the endless amounts of washing and folding and cleaning and tidying and cooking and planning and thinking. I am sick of feeling guilty for not being able to do those things that I should be doing, of feeling guilty that my husband...
7 comments
Read more

Waiting

I am sitting in the hospital waiting. I suppose I am waiting for the hand of death to touch my cousin and end the pain she is in. She is getting worse and she keeps suffocating. She told her sister yesterday that her worst fear was dying and not being able to breathe, I can only imagine how horrifying it must be for her. Everyone seems to be getting ready for the end. There is lots of spontaneous declarations of how much this sucks. We have just heard that she has said she doesn't want to do it any more. It can't be long now. What a thing to be waiting for. I feel so small and helpless and inadequate. I wish there's was something I could do. There is a group standing in the hallway. Like they are lining up for some kind of attraction at the fair. I wish they would all sit down. There are periods of idle chatter and then suddenly everyone feels quietly like the weight is too much to bear. It is one of the most horrible experiences I have ever had. As the sun is going down th...
2 comments
Read more