a day in the life of an iPod

Oct. 6, 2010

It happened again today on the way to school he took me out of his pocket and made me play him that stupid song. I really hate that song I really do. If that song was on the edge of a cliff and I was the only one that could save it I would step on its fingers so it would fall. I don’t understand how someone can get up every morning and want to hear the same stupid song. I understand if it is a good song why not, but really this song is so bad I think horrible things about it at night and plot ways to get ride of it. The only way that I don’t format my self is by thinking maybe he’ll get tired of the song. This can’t go on for much longer can it?  That’s not even the worse part of my day he had me out during class and his teacher put me in the desk. It smells horrible in there and I think I saw a dead squirrel in there one time. If it wasn’t a dead squirrel then I fear to know what kind of person this teacher is to leave a sandwich in the desk long enough for it to turn in to such a creature. When I finally got out of there he wasn’t even happy to see me, just right back in the pocket for an hour while he talked to some stupid girl. He tells girls all sorts of music he listens to in an attempt at impressing them  but I swear if they knew that all he did was listen to that stupid song they wouldn’t even talk to him I know I wouldn’t. I was happy that during his last class of the day because he was allowed to listen to music so I was free from the captivity of that desolate pocket. I can’t even describe the joy I felt when he plug in his headphone and started to play that same stupid song. I’m really start to think that one of us is going to have to die and I don’t know about the song but I will do what ever it takes to get rid of that stupid thing. On the way home he finally played something else which I think is the only reason im not sitting in the comer crying right now. I was left on his bed until around 11 when he decided to charge me. It’s exactly what I needed after such a long day. Sometimes I think it would be nice if he just didn’t charge me in time so I could get left at home for the day. Don’t get me wrong I love being his iPod but id really like a break every once and a while. Oh well I hope tomorrow is but maybe it’ll finally be the day he decides to listen to something new but I highly doubt.It cant hurt to hope cant it ?


Oct. 7, 2010

So today it was the same routine wake up get ready make me play the same crappy song, you know the usual. I saw a glimmer of hope though because today he started to talk to this girl that did not like his poor taste in music. So he lied and said he knew the bands she was talking about and that he listened to them all the time. But in actuality he’s never even heard the genre of music she was talking about. Other then that brief talk the rest of the day was pretty lame. We got home and instead of putting on that stupid song he went up stairs and downloaded a bunch of songs by the bands the girl was talking about and put them on me. I hate it when he does that because I always feel bloated after like I’ve had too much to eat. I actually don’t mind the new music I’m not sure if it’s because it is good or it’s the fact that anything other then that song is enjoyable.  He played the songs until he decided to go to bed. I’m hoping this isn’t just a faze and that in a day or two he was going to go back to listening to that stupid song. This girl seems to be my only hope for escaping that piece of crap that he calls music and if I could id do whatever it takes to make this thing he’s doing permanent. I have tasted that freedom of not hearing that song constantly and I can’t go back, I will not go back to the constant abuse that I was getting each day from his enjoyment of that god awful song. When he plugged me in for the night I took a look at the songs and changed something’s that he had wrong like the spelling of the bands names and the genre they played I don’t want him messing things up just because he can’t spell his own name let alone a name of a band. I’ve done my part I hope it helps and I can be free of that song him not holding my breath though I seen him mess up on things before. Now all I can do is wait and hope that everything works out.


Oct. 8, 2010

So today was day number one of not hearing that stupid song on the way to school. I can’t describe the joy I felt as we sat on the bus listening to some that was actual music and not just noises put together. We got to school and there she was the savior of my sanity. He told her a bunch of stuff he looked up on Wikipedia about her favourite band to make it seem like he knew them at all. She seemed impressed especially because when she asked to check me out all the bands were there and in the right genre of music, which he took credit for saying, he hates how people don’t know what kind of music they are listening to.  Yes I know that they both sound like snobs talking like this but I don’t care they can act however they want as long as I don’t have to listen to that song I’m happy. After the talk he had with my knight in shining armour there was a brief scare. This other girl came up to him and started asking him about that stupid song because she heard that there was a remix of it that was amazing and wanted to know if he had heard it yet. Somebody up there must like me though because in fear of this getting back to the protector of my ears he told the girl that he wasn’t really that in to the song and that he couldn’t care less if there was a remix of it. I know he was kind of mean but again I’m glad because I don’t have to listen to that song as long as he acts like he is. I did notice something odd though when we got home. He was going to put on a song and was scrolling through them and the song was there and he stopped on it for a minute and then kept going. I have that feeling that the song might make him happy and the music he was now listening to wasn’t him. He was just doing it to impress a girl, is it worth him being unhappy just so I can avoid something that I hate sooo much. This started to make me think that maybe I should start thinking about his feelings and not just mine. Also I do hate that song and His unhappiness couldn’t hurt for one more day right? I know it makes me look bad but I don’t think that most people would do what’s right if they could get rid of something the so strongly dislike.

Oct. 9, 2010

Today when he got up I felt as though he wasn’t him self he didn’t have that same happy look he usually had in the morning. Also on the bus ride to school he didn’t even listen to me he just sat there staring out the window. I didn’t know that a song could mean so much to a person. I thought it was just a song but obviously it was something more then that to him and I don’t think he even knew that. We got to school and there she was, this morning I realized she wasn’t the savior I thought she was. She was making him depressed because he had to hide what made him happy from everyone just so this girl would like him. As he talked to her I saw that I had to do something to make this right I’d rather be annoyed by a song then see this kid unhappy. I had my chance to do what I needed to at lunch because he left me in his locker. I untitled all his songs except for one I think it might have been the stupidest thing I’ve done but at the same time it was the right thing to do. He got me form his locker when lunch was done, it was a study period for him so he could listen to his music. He started to scroll through the songs and didn’t understand what had happened. Finally he got to the song and I saw a smile creep on to his face as he clicked on it and it started to play. I now understand that some songs are just special to people and that even if they might not be your cup of tea because you don’t like drinking crap tea. I mean if it’s not the music you like it means something to someone and that very song you hate might be the thing that gets them through the day. I now know that me not liking a song is a small price to pay just to see how happy he is when that song is playing. Don’t get me wrong I still hate the song and have thoughts of killing it but I can live with it just so I can make him happy. Also that girl liked him anyway it turns out she loves that song too she said it’s her guilty pleasure who would have guessed. Oh well this is just what happens when you are some teenage boys iPod.