Ponderland

Ponderland
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Wednesday, 29 February 2012

MY decade is like, so better than yours

I don't understand all the nostalgia and protectiveness people have towards the decade they grew up in. I used to think it was because I was a child in the 90s, and the 90s were rubbish. But then... they made a comeback. 
Chronologically impossible, I know.



Now there are angsty girls walking around with smudgey makeup wearing over sized shirts and Nirvana tops, talking about how Kurt was 'like, such a genius and so totally understands me like no one else'. 
I love it. 
It only irritates me because I can't take part properly. The whole thing requires you to be a misunderstood teen who is oppressed by adults. I only have a year left of being a teenager, I have my own flat, and if I refuse to work at uni its only myself I'm screwing over. THERE IS NOTHING TO REBEL AGAINST.


Also you have to be naive enough to believe that Kurt Cobain would still be as idolised as a god had he lived to grow into an ageing, overweight reality TV star.


There is another problem I have with the revival; it is not the 90s that I remember. Part of this is because by the new millennium I was only 7 years old. I was too busy roller blading around in flowery leggings and tie-dye tops, listening to Steps and...


  
Yeah, you'd forgotten about THAT side of 90s fashion.





The problem is also that the majority of people who are reclaiming the 90s are.. cunty hipsters.
They liked 90s fashion when it was still the 80s.


The thing with hipsters is that although I hate their attitude, they accidentally stumble across some good looking clothes now and then. So its much easier to hate on other people. Like emos. 
To me, emos are the hangover of the 90s. 




Again, I blame Kurt Cobain. Making depression cool since 1994. 
It does irritate me that the good old fashioned angst and anger of the 90s (which I have come to understand through watching My So Called Life) has developed into the apathy of the noughties  and the... what are we calling them? Tens? Teens? 2000 onwards anyway. I find it much healthier to channel your hatred against the people around you than to yourself. It is why I'm the well adjusted individual I am today :') There are very few things more satisfying to do as a teenager than staging a dramatic storm out, complete with door slamming and screaming 'YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND ME!'


I did my best as a misunderstood 15 year old to make life as difficult as possible for my generally very understanding parents, and to rebel against my fairly conventional and loving childhood. I feel many of the young teens today are letting the side down, or perhaps the adults of this decade are trying to hard to be accepting. 
Either way, I am dissapointed by the Skins generation. Even in said programme, the teens are too wankered to bother engaging in any real emotion, apart from self love. Their parents and teachers, rather than slapping some sense into them, try to understand and accommodate their needs, ruining the fun for everyone. 
And as teens are the most impressionable people, they will do as directed by the programmes on E4. 


So, I too am joining the 90s revival. Based on my need to be horrible to everyone and feel unique and misunderstood. I may even start a band.







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