By Meghan Poff

reck·less [rek-lis]  –adjective -utterly unconcerned about the consequences of some action; without caution; careless; how the cool kids roll (usually followed by of ): to be reckless of danger.

I am not reckless.

I am boring. Annoying. Irritating. Some might even say platitudinous.

I’m the person who won’t even answer your text during class because I know I’ll get caught.

That is seriously lame. At the rate I’m going, I better start buying cats to prepare myself for a pathetic lonely life.

But then I realized, hey maybe if I start now, I might actually have friends. Who my mom doesn’t have to pay to hang out with me; a radical concept. Because for now, these are my “friends.”

Friend 1: “So anyway, I was telling Meghan that…”

Friend 2: “Omg Meghan Poff?  She is so monotonous, have you ever noticed that?”

Friend 1: I know, I honestly just hate myself every time I have to talk to her. But her mom pays good money so I struggle through it.”

Me: “Hey, umm guys. I’m standing right here.”

And so the bucket list was born. But not the usual cliché, “Give money to charity, see a national monument, bike across the country.” I already did all that stuff. And besides, something tells me that the lady at Yellowstone National Park wearing the neon fanny pack is not very reckless.

So I thought of every cool thing I have always wanted to do and made it into a list of about 100. Then I took out everything too embarrassing or inappropriate and it left me with about 15.

If all goes according to plan, maybe someone might actually text me back on the weekends. I have it all planned out in my head.

Friend: “Ugh, okay, I replied what do you want?”

Me: (A few hours later) “Oh sorry I couldn’t text you back right away. I was busy.”

Friend: “Doing what?”

Me: “Stuff. Crazy stuff.”

I worked out the times, and I’ll put that text conversation at about three hours total. That is a new record for me by about two hours and forty-five minutes.

I feel like this bucket list thing is really going to open some big doors for me.

So now, if I go off to college and still end up socially awkward and weird, at least I can say I tried. I’m going to have to make up some stories though. I don’t want all the cool kids  think I’m weird.

I think it’s going to be a good year.

The Bucket List
1.  Drive a Barbie Jeep through a drive-through
2. Mud wrestling
3. Cover myself in glue then roll in colored glitter
4. Free hug day
5. Hit on every guy I see at Wal-Mart at 3 a.m.
6. Not get on Facebook for three weeks
7. Fail something
8. Go up to the hottest guy in the school and ask him to marry me
9. Write a message in a bottle, leave it on the shelf at Target, and see who replies
10. Write a complaint letter to a place I’ve never bought something from to see if I’ll get some free stuff
11. Follow a stranger around for an hour
12. Make 50 grilled cheese sandwiches
13. Go mudding on a skateboard
14. Walk up to someone at a party and kiss them
15. Be nice to everyone I talk to for an entire day
16. Give up sarcasm for a week
17. Prank call 100 people
18. Jaywalk in front of a police station. Oh yes.
19. Glue money to the street, hide behind a bush, and when someone tries to pick it up, jump out and yell PSYCH!
20. Laugh at everything anyone says for a whole day
21. Not be a friendless loser