LETS GO ESKIMO.

I look through the newsfeed on my facebook at all of my peers who seem perfectly content on leading clichéd twenty-first-century teen lives. They thrive on the attention they receive from their profile pictures, and enjoy posting status' and pictures detailing their busy social lives, not to reminisce, but to brag. They don't consciously intend to brag (maybe some do), but they end up doing so. I just find all of this so difficult to understand. Why would anyone want to lead that kind of life? A life controlled by your subconscious goal to one-up your peers by par taking in these bragging matches, and the need to try and accumulate a large amount of 'friends' or followers on social networking sites for no reason other than to boost your 'popularity' and therefore your self-esteem. Because, the two nowadays are so closely connected, right?

I guess what I'm really trying to get at, is that I cannot seem to relate to all of the customs and traditions my peers seem to enjoy taking part in. I don't enjoy the music they listen to, because for the most part the lyrics are demeaning to a variety of different people, not to mention poorly written and lack that certain passion artists from earlier generations posses. I also don't particularity like how they are contributing to this growing trend of disgusting slang and the misspelling of words that’s bastardizing the english language. Call me old-school or stuck up, but I think our generation is slowly becoming a lost cause, and that in the process we are loosing our identify trying to conform to what our peers will accept. And whether we know it or not, we are influenced by all these magazines and music as to how we should carry ourselves as a person, and that is most definitely contributing to our lost identity. Yes, I am aware that as it has always been and forever will be, our surrounding world does help us grow and mature as person, but what we do is take it too far. We try to change ourselves into this person we feel we should be, into this image that comes along with the stereotype we have made for ourselves.

And there is no escape, because we won't let us make one.