This Blog Wrote Itself

It has been three hours… three hours of my life have been spent locked in my room staring at this computer screen, trying to write this blog post. I have moved from the desk, to the floor, to the kitchen, and back upstairs to my bed. First I was lying on my stomach, then I found myself hanging upside down off the mattress, and here I am sitting criss-cross-applesauce directly in the middle of my bed. Still got nothing. Considering that this post is due July 1st and it’s June 30th, most people (aka my mother) would say I have fallen victim to one of my biggest personal faults; procrastination to the point of almost failure. I can hear my mom’s voice right now, “Ainsley you have had all month to do this.”  I know mom, trust me I know, but I didn’t procrastinate this time, I swear it!

I have been trying so hard to write this blog, but for some reason this month it is a lot harder than usual. I have attempted everything. I even Googled “what you should do to get in the mood to write a really awesome blog” and followed all of their suggestions. I lit a really nice 3 wick candle from Bath & Body Works (and it was only $11 isn’t that an awesome price!!!), still nothing. Then I listened to this Spotify playlist called “ambient chill”. I don’t know what ambient means, so I googled it and it is defined as “relating to the immediate surroundings of something,” ummmm still don’t know what it means, but alright. The songs were weird and lyricless and I sorta got supernatural vibes from them so I switched back to “2000s pop hits” because inviting a ghost into my home is the last thing I need right now. Plus me and Avril have a great thing going and you know what they say about fixing something that’s not broken. The music wasn’t working anyway, my Word document was still blank. One person on the world wide web even recommended writing with your pants off… so seeing as I have reached rock bottom I gave it a shot. SPOILER ALERT: STILL NO BLOG!!! However, I am considerably more comfortable so it wasn’t a total waste.

After doing all of these weird little “blogging rituals” that made me feel like I was in a cult, I was still left without a single word typed out. Then I started thinking back to what people have told me I should write about in the past. Someone said I should write about how stinking expensive chokers are. They meant it as a joke, but honestly at this point, why not? I don’t really wear chokers because they kinda make me feel like I’m being choked (ironic right), but that’s no reason for this pricing problem to not be addressed. Those stupid little necklaces are like $15 a piece for a single strip of ribbon. I mean unless that clasp on the back is made of 24k carat gold, the cost is ridiculous. If I wanted that badly to look cool, I would take a shoelace and safety pin it around my neck… for free.

Another blog suggestion was to write about the beach since I’m going there this summer.  Huh, the beach. This one could work, I thought. Then I started remembering that I actually don’t really care for the beach. I know I’m super lucky to be able to go there and not everyone is that lucky, but I’m not really a beach gal. Now don’t get me wrong, the beach is great for a day or two and it is awesome for cute pictures, but eventually it gets kinda old. Sure the salt water does wonders for my hair, but that feeling of complete and utter fear when your foot touches a mysterious “something” underwater and you squeal like a little kid totally ruins it. Plus my skin gets “lobstered” the minute my big toe hits the sand and beach picnics cause flashbacks of a traumatic seagull incident when I was younger involving my turkey sandwich and a flock of angry birds.

After exhausting all of these options, I have come to the conclusion that consistently writing a blog is some hard stuff- especially when I am this young. I have only been alive 15 ½ years. Do you know how many life experiences I have had so far? Answer: not many. So yeah it can be tough to try and write something deep and eye opening when I don’t really do anything. Nevertheless, I just realized that during my thoughtless typing and complaining about my inability to write a blog…. I just wrote one. Thanks, Procrastination! See you next month!

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Ainsley Allen

Ainsley is a teenage girl who currently lives with her family in Olmsted Falls, Ohio. Ainsley loves big cities, pretty sunsets and cute dogs. She fills her time by dancing, reading good books and singing in the shower.
Ainsley hopes to pursue a career in journalism and write for a women's magazine. Until then however, she is just working on making it through high school.

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