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And as the Summer comes to a close…

I am exhausted.

I’m also excited. And exhilarated. And ecstatic. And elated.

My smile is so wide it boarders on hysterical.

Why?

Because I made the varsity soccer team.

In my rather short and insignificant life this is a gigantic accomplishment. No, it does not compare to winning a gold medal at the Olympics or finding the cure for cancer, but to me this is a huge deal and I could not be happier. Gee, that sounded really lame didn’t it?

Now don’t think I brought this up just to brag, no this actually has to do with the bucket list in a way. Allow me to explain briefly. After learning on Friday that I made the team I decided it was time to celebrate by having a sleepover with my friend. Of course this was to be no ordinary slumber party, but rather a bucket listing one. I made sure to stock up on all the supplies needed  in order to complete five things off the bucket list.

What did I complete?

Well how about a little factoid to begin with? Did you know August 17th is Indonesian Independence Day? Unless you live in Indonesia I doubt any of you realized the festivities that occurred throughout the Indonesian islands, and my house, this weekend. After some researching on the holiday and how it is celebrated (some activities include a parade, games, and a flag ceremony) my friend and I promptly started our own unique little celebration; making paper Indonesian flags and then “parading” around my neighborhood with them, as well as learning the Indonesian national anthem and having a “fish-chip” eating contest, which is supposedly a popular way to celebrate (FYI we used Goldfish instead.)

Then the night really got started when I decided it was time to get a little crazy and have a shaving cream war. However living in a family with three girls and only one male, my house is not stocked full of shaving cream, but using a little ingenuity I simply filled two buckets with the fluffy white stuff and it was on. My friend and I began pelting each other, slopping handfuls of the cream in the desperate attempt to win the epic shaving cream battle, and by the end it looked as if a large flock of seagulls had um…evacuated their bowels all over us and my backyard.

After cleaning up a bit and changing out of our “creamy” clothing I decided to try #57 Plan an awesome prank. Then do it. My plan was to offer my friend an organic dog biscuit that strikingly resembled a chocolate brownie. However Amanda is quick-witted and caught on to my rather rude intention of feeding her to the dogs…I mean feeding her dog food. Oh well, this bucket list is subject to change and I therefore deem this one complete.

Finally in the morning we completed #2 Blow bubbles. Chase after them. Laugh.

Simple? Yes.

Absolutely entertaining? You know it.

Worth the 2.99 I paid for the gallon jug of bubbles? Most definitely.

As for the fifth item I complete, you’ll have to wait because that is a whole other post in it’s self. Sorry about abandoning you guys lately, but if you couldn’t tell I’ve been pretty busy. However this is the last week of summer and I’m going to be scrambling around in order to complete as many tasks as I can before starting high school! About the picture…I found a new photo editing site and got carried away! Enjoy!

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan

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Barefoot with Eggs

If my title didn’t give away what this post is about, then I don’t know what will.

I mean it’s GLARINGLY obvious.

It has to do with the infamous bucket list?

Is this ringing any bells?

No?

Well that’s a big disappointment on my part, I expected more from you guys…

Enough of this jibber-jabbering, Meagan! Move on, these people didn’t come to read your ramblings. They want nice cookie-cutter posts that simply update on your adventures of bucket listing.

If you couldn’t tell I’m still EXTREMELY jittery about the ever approaching first day of school and oh gosh…soccer tryouts. I shudder to think that for four hours tomorrow my soccer skills are going to be carefully examined in front of the more experienced and ever threatening sophomores, juniors, and seniors. It certainly doesn’t help that I look like I should be entering middle school, not high school. Under the harsh critique of the coaches I’m sure to shrivel up and make a fool of myself, tripping over the ball and falling flat on my face, just like I have in my last couple of nightmares. Oh jeez…someone get me an Excedrin, I feel a migraine coming on.

Meagan your rambling!

Sorry, when I’m nervous I tend to babble, but I’m sure you realized this after my last train-wreck of a post. So like I said before, the title should have been something of a hint as to what this post is to be about- #26 Spend one whole day barefoot. and #89 Have an egg war. Being that I never left the confinements of my house/backyard today it was easy to spend the day without shoes. Not really much to say about this one I’m afraid, though it did give me some insight on what it might be like for kids in third-world countries that don’t have adequate shoes. All the more reason to buy a pair of TOMS I suppose. As for #89 lets keep it short and sweet; that poor tree never saw it coming. 🙂

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan


The Act of Living Simply

Well there’s not much I can update about, because I’ve been occupied with things other than the bucket list. However #15 Climb a tall tree and #51 Watch the clouds are so simple I was starting to fret that I would end the summer without completing either, in which case I would feel like an epic fail. So that’s what I did. And it was pretty darn fun. 🙂

May the summer be ever in your favor,

Meagan

P.S. – The top of the tree you see in the photo is the tree I climbed. Just wanted to let you know.

P.P.S. – I’m still working on the nonfiction novel…one hundred more pages to go!


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


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