Category Archives: Bucket List

Where the Wild Things Are

I’ll admit it – I love the zoo. Well let me back up and start by saying point-blank: I love animals. I’m not the most sociable person out there and at times I would rather stay at home with my dog then go out and be “social.” I’m a bit of an introvert and tend to keep to myself, which sometimes comes across as being supercilious, but really I’m just shy. However I do tend to prefer animal company over human company most of the time and because of this I plan on becoming a veterinarian. It is also the reason I decided to become a vegetarian in fourth grade and due to my stubborn nature I have stuck with this choice and have not tasted meat in roughly  five years. All of this being said you can understand why I take pleasure in visting the zoo and felt that it should be part of my bucket list.

However despite my love of zoos I can’t help wondering if they are adequate substitutes to  the wild. Are they truly capable of giving all the animals suitable enclosures? Can a zoo give an animal a happy life or will they always feel trapped? Do they even realize that they are trapped? I suppose there is no way to truly answer these questions, abeit asking the animals themselves, but I doubt you would get an understandable response. So as I explored the zoo on Tuesday I pushed these dour thoughts to the back of my mind and tried to focus on the positive, whatever that may be. Like the uncanny coincidence that Mei Chang, the female panda, happens to have the exact same birthday as me- same day, same month, same year. Happy 14th birthday, Mei Chang!

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan

PS – If you’ve noticed I tend to have a bunch of pictures all in a straight line down the middle. Is there any way to move the pictures around? Thanks!

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Updates Part 2!

#100 Tie dye a bra.

As an American youth, I have tie dyed every possible thing there is to dye – shirts, tanks, shorts, socks, bandanas, sheets, scarves…you name it and I have tie dyed it, with the exception of undergarments. All the different times I have found myself in a tie dyeing situation, not once was the idea proposed to tie dye bras or even panties. With this in mind I knew that this summer I had to complete my tie dye collection to include the abandoned brassieres. While picking up supplies to complete this “mission of justice” my sister and I got a little carried away and ended up purchasing white tanks, socks, and t-shirts as well as the sports bras to tie dye. During our artistic expo into the world of tie dyeing, my friend and I determined that this project could be tweaked for guys as well, whose stopping them from tie dyeing their boxers? At any rate I think it is a form of injustice that undergarments are shunned in the universe of tie dying and I am extremely satisfied that I can truly and justly wear tie dye from head to toe need I feel it necessary.

#111 Midnight swimming.

 This is yet another bucket list item that despite its simple nature the memories I take from this adventure will be treasured forever. I will probably always recall the moment when I looked over to my right and found what  appeared to be a large cockroach swimming straight towards me. As I stood frozen to the spot in fear, squealing like a pig, my obnoxious friend found it helpful to point out that, no that was not a cockroach, it was simply a water bug, and could I please keep my caterwauling to a minimum. This apparently crucial  piece of information, along with the snarky comment about my screaming, did nothing to console my nerves as the hideous pest swam ever closer. Finally I snapped out of my petrified state and scrambled out of the pool, barely escaping the wiggling antennae of the water bug, and vowing to never again swim at night. Of course twenty minutes later I forgot all about my pledge and jumped back in the infested water.

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan


Updates! Updates! Updates!

As of late I’ve become horrible at updating the blog on all the things I’ve completed. So this post and the next one will probably be of substantial size, as I’ve decided to condense the items I completed in to two separate blog posts. This way I think it will be easier for both me and my readers to better grasp what’s been happening over at casa de Meagan.

First let me start with #83 Paint a face paint masterpiece. Show it off in public. The reality is I accomplished this bucket list item weeks ago, but somehow let it slip from my memory, and its been gathering dust in the back of my cluttered brain. As I was dusting this certain memory off I have found that there was nothing special about the completion of this task. It was simply composed of me painting a mutant and somehow sinister butterfly on my cheek, then proceeding to walk around in public with said monstrosity on my face. Other than a few confused glances from concerned citizens the intended effect of this (to surprise or delight strangers) was somehow lost. I suppose teenagers walking about with disturbing butterfly face paint is a more common occurrence then I had originally thought.

#90 Walk on the beach at night is a perfect example of how the little things in life can be the bearers of the fondest memories. Simplistic things like taking a barefoot walk  on the beach as the sun sets allows me to focus on the joys I have in my life and find a purpose in what I do. Be it the crashing waves or the hot smooth sand tickling my toes, something  about the stillness of a night beach walk brings to mind the positives of life, and all the negative is left behind, washed away by the waves. So despite the utter simplicity of #90 it holds one of my most cherished memory of this summer.

My childishness is highlighted in this next completed item – #105 Bury myself in the sand. Somehow despite all the obvious downsides of this one list item, I decided that burying myself in the scorching sand would be a fun ode to my childhood. Realistically this was a senseless thing to do, and it ended with sand going in places sand should never be. This half-witted idea ended up being so moronic it was literally laughable, just ask random beachgoers who witnessed my trivial antics. However it led to the completion of #114 Build a sandcastle, which ended just as badly as #105. Meaningless, pointless, and foolish these tasks were meant to take me back to a simpler time. The harsh reality though is that no matter how fun sand may seem, it’s no good once it gets in all your nooks and crannies. 🙂

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan


The 60’s

And by the 60’s I mean…

#60 Play mini golf. Try to get a hole in one.

and

#65 Go on a bike ride.

Day Two of vacation began sunny and bright at 7:00 am. A check on the weather forecast showed that the massive storm that had hit the night before had moved farther South and we were in the clear for the rest of the week. With a new town to explore what else could I do but hop on my bike and see what there was to discover. As much as I love bike riding, my home town is the single worst place in the world to go for a bike ride. The reason? Hills, hills, hills. Despite my love of sports I find huffing and puffing up a gigantic hill in 90 degree heat…well not very enjoyable to say the least. However I was at the beach with nay a hill in sight and it was such lovely breezy day, to not go bike riding would have been a sin. With this is mind I set out and successfully completed #65.

As nighttime approached on Day Two I begged my tired family to go mini golfing. One of the things I have noticed in my admittedly short lifetime is that mini golf places seem to flourish in commercial beach towns. Wether your on the West Coast or the East Coast, if your by the seashore you are sure to find an abundance of these put-put palaces. Now as I said before, I tried to get a hole in one…and ended up getting two hole in ones! Bonus! I was confident that with such a spectacular score I would win by a landslide and hardly tried to suppress my cockiness. So imagine my astonishment and embarrassment when I discovered I had come in a disappointing second. This unforseen outcome left me flabbergasted and I assumed the only reasonable explanation was that the score had been miscalculated. When the score was recounted and I received the news that I truly had not won, I dejectedly left, wistfully thinking about how close I had come to being victorious. However in the parking lot, as I was preparing to step into the car, I happened to look down and find a five dollar bill! It may not have been five hundred dollars, but it worked pretty well in cheering me up after my botched attempt at put-put. 🙂

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan


My Birthday and Other Important Things

Ok, so maybe my birthday isn’t actually that important in the scheme of life, but one day of the year it’s all about me and I like to use this fact to my advantage. I’ll admit that sounds extremely selfish and it is, but please believe me when I say I am in no way a brat. I will admit I am spoiled, while others don’t have enough food and clean water, I have an abundance of those as well as material items that I don’t really need. I am lucky to have a loving family, a home to live in, and the chance to receive a first-rate education. My family is not rich and I do not get everything handed to me on a silver platter, but like I said before I am extremely blessed and I try to remember this when I have a bad day and feel the need to act like my life is horrible.

So to sum up:

Am I an angel? No, not in any way.

Do I try to remember how blessed I am? Yes.

Do I want to make a real difference in this world? Defiantly. But lets move away from such intense topics and focus on what this post is supposed to be about – my birthday and my bucket list adventures.

Like I’ve mentioned several times before, my birthday was exactly a week and one day ago. I turned the ripe old age of fourteen, which shed some light on the fact that I truly am growing up and will soon start high school. It kind of smacked me in the face, of course I realized all this before, but actually turning fourteen just made everything come into perspective. I’m no longer a kid, but I’m far from grown up. This became very clear when I tried to sign up for parasailing and guess what? I was too young and the minimum weight you had to be was twenty pounds more than I weigh. It was the perfect example of how I am no longer a kid, but am defiantly not grown up yet. Therefore #113 was asphyxiated. Never one to give up easily, I made sure to still have a fantastic birthday and complete some different items after this minor bump in the road.

#76 Make smoothies. Then sit on the porch and enjoy.

Fresh peaches, fresh strawberries, a dollop of Greek yogurt, some ice, and I had my birthday breakfast. Delish!

#8 Eat strawberry shortcake.

Hot cocoa and pumpkin pie are to fall, as strawberry shortcake is to summer. Did that make sense? Anyway what I mean is some foods can only really be enjoyed during a certain season. Hot cocoa and pumpkin pie are to be enjoyed during autumn, while strawberry shortcake, watermelon, and lemonade are enjoyed during the summer. I’m not sure how this came to be: why are some foods forced into exile the rest of the year only to be eaten during their certain season? But whatever the reason strawberry shortcake will forever be a summer staple.

So there you have it, I completed two bucket list items on my fourteenth birthday. But did you think that was really all I completed? Of course not! Just wait and I’ll fill you in on all the other things I’ve been up to while on vacation. Now please enjoy some more photos of my special day and then you can leave this blog and go on with your merry lives. 🙂

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan

PS – Who’s watching the Olympics? Cuz I know I am!


#107 Freeze a water balloon. Beause why not?

 

Originally I had many exciting plans for this week, but life happened and I found myself in the emergency room for the majority of Monday and Tuesday. As my mom always says – “If you want to make God laugh, make plans.” Instead of filling my week with bucket listing, I found it filled with injections, frozen lemonade, and plenty of Disney movies. When I arrived home late Tuesday night, with strict instructions from the doctor to rest and relax the rest of the week, I was sorely disappointed my plans had been disrupted by my health and decided the only thing to do was mope and listen to the Lilo and Stitch soundtrack. A bit of Elvis to soothe my soul. Flash forward to Wednesday and a much happier and healthier me, who decided to make the most of my time on bed rest, which ended up meaning I watched more Disney movies and flipped through trashy tabloids. Alas I did manage to carry out one bucket list item: freeze a water balloon, because why not? Why shouldn’t I spend my summer completing utterly pointless tasks, such as this one? Despite the simpleness of this “experiment” the results were fascinating. I would recommend everyone try this, because it’s incredibly simple to do and incredibly fun. Go ahead have a water balloon fight while you’re at it. 🙂

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan

PS – I started reading a nonfiction novel, so expect an update on that soon! Also I am going on vacation Saturday and I’m not sure what the internet situation will be, so while I plan on completing many items off the list, the posts may go up late depending on my access to a computer.


The Art of Being Adventurous

#5 Shoot a gun.

A couple of observations I made while shooting at a clay target range:

  • Most people who work at shooting ranges are sweet old men ranging in age from 60-70 years old who like guns and are slightly redneckish.
  • People are not used to seeing small teen girls at shooting ranges.
  • Pulling the trigger is quite the satisfying feeling.

#43 Go horseback riding.

When I was eight I was a competitive horseback rider. This meant I would compete in shows and go through the jump courses. One day during a riding lesson a bird flew to close to the horse I was riding and spooked it, causing me to be thrown off. This resulted in me breaking my wrist and collarbone. It was also the end to my horseback riding career. However I decided now was the time to put all that behind me and go on a trail ride. In a nutshell this is what happened:

Got on horse.

Started on the trail.

Had minor panic attack.

Got myself under control.

    Felt amazing when I finished riding.

#70 Ride a mechanical bull.

Five words: It’s harder than it looks.  

#85 Go rock climbing.

Once again this was one of those times when I wasn’t even planning on completing a bucket list item, but the opportunity presented itself so I took it. Anyways the rock wall was one of those portable 40-foot walls. Overall it was simple for me to scale, as I’ve climbed more intense ones before, but still I loved it and that’s all that matters. Big check next to #85!

As you can see I was plenty busy being adventurous last week. Again I apologize for the lack of photos, but I was being absentminded and forgot to bring my camera every time. I promise all the incoming posts will have plenty of pictures.

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan