Internet is a lot like being the new kid in school. You nervously make your way down the hall. Checking your schedule. Looking for the classroom number. Walking through this door hoping it leads to the right place. When we enter the world wide web, we do much of the same things.

Instead of making sure we have on the latest designer jeans or the new Jordans, we choose quirky and unique nicknames hoping that when someone sees it they will like us instantly, and we will find a friend. Instead of standing at the door of the cafeteria holding our tray of food, we silently slip into a chat room. Slowly looking around. Seeing if there’s anyone who might let us enter their world. Accept us.

People sometimes use the internet as a way to escape from reality, but regardless of where they go or what they do, things are exactly the same. We are always looking to be accepted. Always wanting to belong.  Trying to find that one thing that makes us special and unique, but in our search for uniqueness more often than not we end up just being another one of the crowd. Our desire to fit in overpowers our need for individuality, and we jump on the latest bandwagon. Shout the latest slogans. We stop eating or wearing the things we love because someone somewhere said it wasn’t “cool.”

When I look at those whom our younger generation has chosen as role models, I cringe inside. When did the Jersey Shore and Real Housewives become something that was inspiring? How is it that young girls today look at those examples and think “I wanna be like that when I grow up”? Why aren’t they looking at Emily Bronte, Amelia Earhart, or Helen Keller?

Our forefathers fought wars and died so that we could have the freedom to exist as we see fit, but is Snookie really what they had in mind when they wrote the constitution? Today it seems like all you need to get ahead are big boobs and ignorance. The dumber you appear the more you’re paid, but who knows? Maybe the joke’s on me because I am the one settling for peanuts while Snookie is sipping champagne. Maybe those big boobs aren’t so dumb after all.

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