Liza Hazelwood

Period 1 - Plotinsky
Yelling, at 2AM, Who Am I?!
Its safe to say that Buzzfeed Quizzes has taken over many lives. I can tell you personally
that I am more Damn Daniel than Pepe, a Ravenclaw, Raina Amin from Quantico, Elphaba from
Wicked, my German name is Thorsten, and if (God forbid) Donald Trump becomes President, I
should move to Whitehorse, Yukon to escape him. The sheer volume of personality and zodiac
quizzes on the Internet is mind-boggling, questions that lead to some answer that, in the end,
doesnt really matter. The prevalence of these quizzes is part of societys obsession with putting
people in different categories. Whether its separating people by sexuality or Hogwarts house,
people love to distinguish themselves from others on a common plane. Anyone clicking on a quiz
about American Idol runners-up can expect to be placed somewhere on a spectrum of those
runners-up, and getting that result is exhilarating: they fit in. To some degree, its important for
everyone to belong to at least one category, whether that be industry or skin color or which Parks
and Recreation character you are. Why do humans have such a strong need to belong? Sure, its
important to have a friend group, but is it really important to know which memorable moment
from the 2016 Oscars you are or what your choice in fencing blade says about your personality?
Not really, but for the record, Im Jacob Tremblay looking at BB-8, C-3PO, and R2-D2 and
apparently my lack of knowledge of fencing indicates that Im a brave soul. What matters most is
how you present yourself. We can say, hey, man, no labels, as much as we want but theres a
pretty good chance that its not going to have an effect on who talks to you or what you end up
doing. Usually these quizzes just end with me staying up ridiculously late and mocking myself.
But I just learned that Neville Longbottom should be my best friend, so I guess its okay.