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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!


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


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


#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


115. Participate in a Shakespeare production/See a Shakespeare production

Romeo and Juliet is  Shakespeare’s most well know play. This tragic tale of star-crossed lovers has lasted the toils of time and proven its worth as a beloved classic.

Sure the above statement may be  true, but honestly, at thirteen years old reading Shakespeare in English class was one of the most heinous school tasks I’ve ever encountered, though it did pale in comparison to Frankenstein…gosh I hate that book. Luckily I had an amazing teacher so the experience wasn’t completely awful. But when I somehow got roped into acting in a production of “Much Ado About Nothing” for my town’s Shakespeare festival I was absolutely horrified. I’m more of a behind the scenes girl, more comfortable in the shadows then center stage and was petrified at the thought of acting in front of an audience. However when the time came to actually perform I discovered I have a hidden talent for Shakespearian acting, thus my obsession with this long-dead playwright began.

Obviously after discovering my hidden talent I wanted to put it to good use, but sadly that just didn’t work out and I settled for seeing a performance of one of Shakespeare’s plays. The *insert name of my town* Shakespeare Company was performing Romeo and Juliet, so I dragged my wonderful dear friend Grant out of his oh-so-comfortable home and out into the hot night to watch, what I’m sure for him was three hours of absolute torture. I, however, loved it and now own Grant big-time. #115 has been completed, finished, and enjoyed.

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan