my ridiculous sweet 16

So I pretty much hate MTV's "My Super Sweet 16", or as I like to call it, "My Airtime On TV Where I Look Like a Spoiled Brat and Throw An Uneccessarily Huge Party". Or something to that effect. You may ask why I watch stuff like that if I hate it so much. I often find myself wondering the same question, but I have to admit, as much as I want to scream and slap the spoilt insanely rich featured kids, and ask their parents what is going through their minds, I watch bits and pieces just to see the extravagance. How much will this kids parent's spend on the entire thing (one.whole.night.)? What kind of car will this girl beg and plead for? Are there going to be any "bitches" who could potentially ruin the party? Why do I watch this thing? Maybe it's because stupid people interest me. Their ridiculous antiques are certainly entertaining. One thing is for sure, I definitely know I don't watch the show because I want to be like them. Their behavior appalls me. I'm dumbfounded when I see these kids complaining and acting downright hysterical when they get a mitsubishi instead of a mercedes, or they don't get the mainstream artist/band of their choice. Oh no, they're not going to be cool enough! And I'm sorry, just getting your own car isn't acceptable. It has to be one at least over $50,000 and "pretty". One particular episode really pissed me off because the girl didn't even pass her PERMIT test (we all know it's super easy), and she shook off studying because she thought she could ace it. AND to make it worse, she cried and made a show and her dad ended up getting her a car anyway. are you kidding me? It's infuriating and frustrating, especially this one time where I changed the channel because I couldn't take it and I caught the end of a commerical about some kind of save children in Africa organization. I couldn't believe the nerve of the people on the show. How can you be whining about a "party crasher" or an ugly dress when there are millions of starving, sick children whose families probably make as much as the price of your hairdo. I'm not saying I hate all riches. I mean, I like shopping and buying things as much as the next girl, and I've always dreamed about what it would be like to live in one of those huge 20 roomed mansions with 10 cars and a waterfall/pool. But, what I really hate is how every single party thrower is arrogant, lazy, and obviously spoiled. They haven't and probably won't work for their money. I'm guessing they won't ever know what it's like to experience triumph and personal satisfaction with recieving a first paycheck because they'll continue to get money from daddy's wallet... forever! They always compliment themselves and state how "hot" they are and how no one will come close to topping their party, like it's a well-known fact. Please, you're on national TV and you look like an idiot. I'll spend my time somewhere else. There are more important things in my life.
I blame our society, but I can't say that I am a perfect saint and non-conformist, as hard as I try to deviate from the "norm". I will say that our society puts luxury and extravagance on a pedestal, as if there is a gigantic neon arrow that reads "YOU WANT TO BE LIKE THIS" pointing to it. There's too much pressure to be accepted and respected, and people tend to think the process of achieving such a state must involve cha-ching and bling-bling. Don't even get me started on society's view of apperances. I'll save that for another blog. Don't get me wrong. I like shiny things and one day I hope to have a job that rakes in a substantial income, but no matter what, I'd like to keep my dignity, thank you very much.