Unlimited battery source for phone
Phones run out of battery quickly. When they get under 20 percent, I scavenge through my friends’ backpacks for a charger.
If my phone ran on some mythical energy source that replenishes my battery, I would never have to worry about forgetting to charge it at night ever again. All my frustrations of not being able to look through Donald Trump memes and obsessively take and share food pics would be nonexistent.
At only 3:00 p.m. there are about seven hours left to complete all the homework for the day. Instead I watch pointless YouTube videos on adorable cat food advertisement and wait until the last hour to finish all my assignments.
Imagine a pill that gets rid of all the temptations and bring out your most productive state of mind. If such pill existed, I would finally be able to laugh at my friends who have not even started their project that is due tomorrow and watch them suffer since I already got it off my chest two weeks ago.
Self-folding Laundry Machine
If putting dirty clothes that smell like it belongs in the back room of Goodwill store into the washing machine already requires me to exert some physical movements that make me want to jump face flat on my bed, folding it afterward would require me two red bull drinks to keep me from going back to it. Why can’t there be a machine that can wash, dry and fold in one go?
This machine would save me the extra thirty minutes every time I do laundry because I am a perfectionist when it comes to folding. If a single crease shows up or the corners fold up asymmetrically, I would probably be awake until my morning alarm tell me it’s time to skip school.
When I get ready for school in the morning, I listen to music. I take out my Fabio-approved hairdryer and look glamorously at the mirror while I whip my hair back and forth. What really grinds my gear is the loud vacuuming sound that comes out from the back of the dryer when I’m trying to have a one-on-one moment with Taylor Swift’s fearless voice. A silent hairdryer would save my life by putting me in a good mood every morning.
With all the nasty, dried-up, decade-old gum covering the bottom of every single student’s desk in school, this needs to be made. The last time I looked under the desk was four years ago and I almost felt my lunch crawling back up to my throat. Who thought it would be a good idea to put them underneath? Perhaps they planned to chew them the next day and just forgot about it at the end of the year.