We are too obsessed with what is cool. From when we get dressed in the morning, to what we decide watch on TV in the evening, we are forever worrying about what others will approve of. A prime example: Facebook and Twitter. I know for a fact that when updating their statuses, there are a lot of people who spend a great deal of time deciding what the coolest/funniest/most intelligent-sounding way to write what they've got to say. And most of the time, that something is as insignificant as "I'm bored". Yet the fear that people may find "Today was so boring" to mean you have no social life, you instantly feel the need to change your quote to something like, "Today was boring until I spoke to (tag person here)". You didn't really have fun speaking to that person, but at least that gets your point across and saves you from being a social outcast.
It's no wonder we are so fearful of what others think - if you step outside wearing the 'wrong' shoes the muttering will start. Working in a clothes store I regularly hear things like "what the hell is she thinking?" or "yeah, like she's going to look good in that". However, we have become such a consuming-driven society (we're suckers for an advert or two) that even if we know that we don't have the figure for that skimpy size 10 dress, we still need to have it, just so people won't think we're off-trend. God forbid we wear something that fits and actually looks decent, because who wants something that nobody else is wearing? We do like to shun individuality, after all.
I'm going off on a slight tangent. What I mean to say is, why can't people just be themselves? (Please ignore the cliché). Say what they really think, dress how they want to dress and do what they want to do? Another example: when I get a car, I want to have 'My other car is a TARDIS' on the bottom of the number plate. Already, I know a lot of you are thinking, "what an idiot", and that's fair enough. But so what? If I was as obsessed with what other people think as some people are, I wouldn't be having much fun at all... and I most certainly wouldn't be writing this blog.
This isn't to say that I don't care what people think. I do, to an extent. It's frustrating really, because a lot of the time I don't mean to care. I think these little insecurities are built-in for a lot of us. If you're sitting there reading this thinking, "I don't give a shit what people think", I'd like to direct you to the clothes you wear that you think make you look good, the things you say that you hope will make you sound funny or intelligent, and the things in life that you don't do. That's what it's all down to, isn't it? Not just what people will do to seem cool, but the things they won't, even if they really want to, in case it makes them look like a loser.
In other news, I've almost come to the conclusion that I want to go to St Mary's to study Media Arts and English. They have an awesome Media course there, and unlike many universities, actually include Shakespeare in their English course.
This link will take you to an interview about video games, which made me quite angry. Notice the attack on the video-game-guy, and the fact that no one else can comprehend the fact that video games have certificates. It was on The Alan Tichmarsh Show. Also notice that I left that statement until last.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryH2WemACIM&feature=player_embedded
As my birthday nears, the excitement builds. More on this story next time...
Happy blogging,
Tails.
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