By Kierstin Richter
“Oh, I’m sorry!”
Blondie tripped over me. Again. She waved around her phone, trying to get a decent video of the party around us, but practically tripped over me every time she turned around.
Partially tequila. Mostly the fact she had tunnel vision on her little iPhone screen, seeing her world within only six inches of pure LED light.
I walked around, and everywhere I looked, there were girls everywhere taking selfies with the one of two people they came with. Talking to few others, the sat awkwardly on the couch and filmed the action around them. It created the illusion they were living it up, but in reality, they were barely interacting with people at all.
“Wait, wait! Did you get it on snap?!” A group of girls danced around, and they came to a complete halt.
“Here! No, take my phone. This time for my story!”
She assumed the same spot as before and recreated the dance she made up to Bodak Yellow playing on the speakers.
It was kind of like telling a joke the second time—it just doesn’t have the same effect.
We’ve seen it time and time before. Every moment of every day is documented on our phones. Last summer, I was at a Journey concert, and every person under the age of thirty was watching the band play through their six inch LED screens. It was unsettling. This amazing band was playing, the bass shook my insides, and you could just feel soul in the air. But what was everyone doing? Recording it to show all their friends that they were there and having a good time. But were they really having a good time? Or are we just creating the illusion of a perfect life?
“Pics or it didn’t happen.”
That’s the philosophy everyone seems to live by. If the whole world doesn’t know on social media what an exciting life you have, do you really have one? It’s like the question of if a tree falls in a forest and no one hears it, did it make a sound?
We’re living by the same philosophy.
We live to show others how exciting we are, when in reality, we’re all just hiding behind our screens, creating online presences of ourselves that take care of our reputations for us. As long as we look good online, we’re okay.
This needs to end. Snapchat is growing, making it possible to see every second of everyone’s day-and even their locations, but it is diminishing our social skills and robbing us of real experiences.
In the end, will the illusion of your “perfect” life matter? What other people thought-will it ever help you in any way? Or will it just hinder you of truly enjoying life? Life off camera. Raw and unfiltered. Where the real fun is.