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Diaper bag which seems to be marketed towards pregnant tweens

. Tsk tsk.

Has anyone ever noticed how everything we own has to be personalized? I noticed this while contemplating how our society might look to outsiders and I was instantly annoyed at all the accessories and customized things that we all own.

I was practically fuming when I picked up one of my roommates scissors and saw that it had some delicate flower pattern on the handles. Honestly, what is a pair of flowery scissors going to say about us? Why do we need a freaking pair of scissors to express ourselves?!

If you just go through you morning routine you'll start to notice how everything you own has to say something about yourself.

Towel: Turquoise, because my towel has to be cute to wipe myself dry with. It's like rubbing cuteness all over yourself.

Underwear: honestly

Socks: don't get me started. Some odd girl in one of my classes shared this about herself "I always wear mismatched socks..." With just five words I stuck her into the "your an idiot" category. And this is was a moment when we were supposed to share something special about ourselves, not that we have an evil washing machine that likes to eat our socks. Also toesocks BLECH, oh and those nasty toeshoes, I can't even handle those.

Car keys: I have a bunch of key chains, not because I like them, but because once my dad got me one and then from then on somehow everyone in the world thought that I loved to collect key chains. But you know that Hawaiian flip-flop with my name it was just a great present. Then you've got your lanyard, and I also once had a key that was hawaiin themed (again I don't necessary liked this theme, but someone thought I did).

Stickers: on the subject of cars, Uh..... I hate seeing that line up of fifty children and like five pets. Although I would get a kick out of what the Boo Radley/Cat Lady of every neighborhood would put up on their windshields.


School Supplies: Think about it, you know you were looking for an Orlando Bloom folder the last time you were in Walmart. It's like we have this compulsion to have customized EVERYTHING. It never ends. Then you've got your freaking backpacks that have like odd themes like skulls that wear pink bows and of course let's not forget the Disney princesses.

Then there's all your electronics that you have to have a leopard skin for. Oh and let's not forgot the Bob Marley styled headphones.

I know it's fun to have cool stuff, but after awhile it gets tiresome. So I think if I every see a red door with skulls and crossbows and hearts and stars and emo wings and the ed hardy signature I'll freaking paint it black!!