Don’t ask what the above picture is about because I’m not sure what it is either.
Everything is going downhill. How? This blog has little, if any interesting content. Sure, it is full of random multimedia content (podcasts, pictures, one sketch, and blog posts) but it isn’t full of any interesting content. Pictures of broken buildings from the recent tornado could be interesting to look at, but there are thousands of pictures of the same rubble posted across multiple websites– YouTube even has a few videos of the tornado ripping the Metra apart. So my pictures, videos, and podcast about the storm cannot compete with the mass quantity of other people’s content.
Nor can this blog compete with the thousands of other people’s blogs about their crappy summer vacation before Senior year.
To the few people who do actually read this blog on a daily basis: no, I’m not giving up. I’ll continue to create posts daily. I’m just beginning to realize that trying to get as many views as possible is impossible without good advertising OR good content. Facebook wall posts can only bring in so much traffic, and that traffic begins to thin after the people who initially checked out the blog seen a post, thought, “Wow, this is boring,” and then never clicked another link in a future wall post because of their initial experience with the blog. Therefore, I need ridiculously great blog content, so that you guys who actually do read the blog begin to enjoy the blog content and then tell your friends about the blog. Clicks add up and life gets better.
This project is becoming difficult. Motivating myself to make somewhat interesting posts on a daily basis for a basically non-existent audience seems pointless. Finding things to write about on a daily basis is also difficult– so difficult, in fact, that I’ve now resorted to writing about how difficult it is (Ironic? Definitely.). If you think reading about me waking up, going to work, and then coming home is boring, imagine living that! And while you’re at it, consider how “fun” it is to write about a boring day. It’s not. Vocabulary can only spice up a vanilla day so much, and even then it’s difficult to avoid adding too much zest.
So what do I need to change? What do I need to do to make my summer, and by association my blog posts, more interesting? More eventful days? More content? More delicious vocabulary? Or an elite combination of all of three of the aforementioned things in one interesting series of daily SUPER posts?
I believe the combination of those three ideas will probably do the trick. However, that’s probably not going to happen anytime soon because I’m grounded for a week.
That’s right– in the midst of this life of complete boredom, I managed to get myself grounded for a week. How? I forgot to wash the dishes and bring the dirty laundry downstairs.
Let me ask you this: am I justified in thinking that this is a completely ridiculous punishment for not completing two basic chores on a day that I, like every other member of the household, had to work?
Before you answer that, let me give you some mostly unbiased background of the situation:
In the past, I’ve been warned that I need to finish all of my chores during the summer. My chores include washing the dishes and bringing the dirty laundry downstairs in addition to a list of a couple of other basic chores. I haven’t been warned about this anytime within recent memory, nor has the possibility of a week-long grounding for not completing every chore been shared with me recently. I also did not have to be at work until 1:00 PM in the afternoon. This means that I had to leave the house by 12:30 PM, and begin getting ready for work at noon. I woke up at around 9:30 AM today. That gave me two hours and thirty minutes to complete all of my chores. I don’t have a lot of chores, but I wasn’t exactly Mr. Motivation after getting a short amount of sleep. Assuming it takes me at least a half hour to eat breakfast and another half hour for lunch, that leaves me with an hour and a half to complete my chores. That’s not a lot of time when you add in checking Facebook, reading Engadget, watching stupid YouTube videos, and posting a review on CNET about my new camera. Now, I know all of the previously mentioned things are lazy activities, and they wasted the time I could have used to wash the dishes and bring the dirty clothes downstairs, but I don’t think enjoying a few leisure activities before work is ridiculous either. I did manage to complete a few of my other chores, but not all of them.
I agree that I should probably be punished in some way or another– perhaps being grounded for one day. But an entire week?!? DURING THE SUMMER?!?! That’s ridiculous. Guantanamo inmates get better treatment! 🙂 (haha)
I should also mention that my older sister was home today and we both usually wash the dishes and do laundry together. She was not grounded for a week. This wasn’t considered because apparently “…she can’t be grounded– she’s 22 years-old.”
EXACTLY! She’s 22 years old and she’s living at home.* Yes, she’s going to college, but if I get grounded for a week for not doing two chores, she should be grounded or at least placed under some restrictions for a week too. Her punishment: a threat that if she failed to complete her chores again, she would be kicked out.
Now some people would say her punishment is worse. A threat of eviction is pretty scary, but she is 22 years old. She’s going to college. She has a job. She should have moved out already! And they’ve threatened to kick her out multiple times before today. Has it ever happened? No.
So basically she gets off scotch-free and I’m stuck with a ridiculous punishment with little chance of early release. So much for justice…
So this post basically describes my frustrations of the day. Keep checking back here daily for more posts!
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P.S.S. The picture at the top of the post was taken with my new Kodak EasyShare C180 and then edited in Microsoft Picture It! Premium 10.
* I don’t mind that she’s living at home– in fact, I like having my sister live at home. But she’s getting to the age where the joke about living in your parents’ basement when your thirty is beginning to look less like a joke and more like a possible reality. I want her to live at home for the rest of the summer, and perhaps for the rest of my Senior year. But I sincerely hope that she moves out before I do, or at the very least when I move out, because that’s the way it’s supposed to work. I love my sis, but she needs to be independent.