1984

My Attempt to becoming Electronic-Free for a Day

                I woke up this morning determined to not using any electronics that weren’t invented before 1984. I had no idea how much of a challenge that was actually going to be. I usually wake up, and turn on the melodic music in my iPod. (IPods weren’t invented before 1984). So I had to force myself to wake up, and find the energy to actually get out of bed. I sang to myself hoping that would help fill in for the place of my iPod’s music. When I realized I could only remember 2 lines from a song that I usually listen to in the morning, I sang those 2 lines to the best of my ability. And then the 2 lines quickly got played out, and I started making up other words to fill in for the words that should’ve been there.

                Ugh. I missed my iPod. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and put in my contacts singing random words to a random beat that I kind of sort of remember haring on my iPod. It was all bad. My sister came in and made a beat, because she thought I was playing a game. So I sang words to the beat that she had made, and it became fun. But the fun was soon cut short, because I heard the aim ‘bing’ on my iPod. I Got An Aim Message!!! I ran to my iPod. “Oh my gosh I hope it’s my boyfriend,” I thought to myself. My arm reached for the beautiful iPod, and then stopped in mid air. “Nope, I can’t have my iPod for today.” I turned the volume off, and made a sad face. “I’m going to miss you,” I thought to myself.

                Today was going to be hard. I went downstairs, and made some eggs, bacon, and veges. I walked to the tv room, plopped on the couch, and switched it to on. The screen showed Phineaus and Ferb, but my mind was stuck on my iPod. “Dear iPod. I bet you’re binging for my attention right now. But I can’t hear you because I put you on silent.” I thought to myself. “Aaaahhhh Yes!” my phone rang loud, and I could hear it vibrate on my dresser. I ran up the stairs to see what it was. It was a call from my best friend. I answered, and we had an in depth conversation about shopping. Then it dawned on me, my QWERTY-keyboard phone was not invented before 1984. So I told him I was going to have to call him later, and hung up the phone sadly. I put it on silent, but still carried it with me on my way downstairs because I need something to tell the time with. (Ha, they had clocks back then. And my phone is now just another time-telling device).  The television depressed me because commercials about new Wii games, and ‘Just Dance’ games continued to play, and it reminded me of the music I could have been listening to if I had my iPod.

                I finished my food, and went into the garage so I could start the laundry. I had 4 baskets of towels that needed to be washed, dried and folded. So I started on that. The washer began, and the dryer made a tumbling noise as it twirled the soaked towels. I lifted a basket of already dried towels and brought them into the dining room and embarked on the folding. “This would go by so much faster if I had my iPod.” My sister came downstairs texting on her phone , earphones in her ear, and iPod on loud. “Oh that reminds me,” I thought to myself as I took my phone out and checked my text messages. “Be at the mall at 2.” One text message said. “Good morning” “Good morning” “Wyd?” “Call me.” And “Hey Baby girl,” my phone text messages said.  “Ugh. But no phone.” I whispered to myself… I checked the time one more time and put my phone back into my pocket.

                The towels were boring me so I placed them back into the basket, and placed the basket into the corner. Only 7:30. The morning had gone by so slow. I need my phone, my iPod. The garage alarm went off as I entered and went to the exercise equipment. 45 pounds were already placed on the leg thingy, and I set off my exercise. I counted, and tried to keep a good tempo. My iPod stayed on my mind the whole time. I couldn’t do it. I went upstairs to get it. I put the speaker volume on as loud as it could be, and I listened to my music while I exercised. “Only while I work out” I told myself. As I finished, I turned my iPod off, and strolled back into the house, through the hall, and into the kitchen to use the house phone. I dialed the number for California Bus and trolley schedule. I was going to need a ride to the mall. “Urgh. But trolleys weren’t invented back then.” So I asked my mom for a ride because I didn’t feel like going through the hassle of trying to find a way to the mall completely by bus-travel. That would’ve taken far too long.

                She agreed to give me a ride. So I ran to my room so I could hurry up and get dressed. Packed my purse, wallet, and other necessities, then headed towards the car. “Oh, but oh no.” I forgot my iPod. So I skipped back into the house, around the corner, up the stairs, and into my room to retrieve my iPod. I refuse to walk around the mall and shop without my iPod and phone on. So I guess I failed, horribly. But I tried. I couldn’t seem to leave my iPod for a while. I’m sure if I lost it, I’d find a way to get a replacer iPod… or just stay at home next to the computer so I could get music that way. But I was surely not trying to be music-less.