Your problem is your IQ. You need a dog.
Now that I've got your attention with that seemingly random juxtaposition of thoughts, I promise that there is logic in that title.
You have the same problem that intelligent people of every generation in every era have had. You can see through all the Crap. For you Crap is Crap, it's the stuff you have to wade through and push aside to really get into life.
But for everybody else, Crap is life, life is Crap. Live for Crap, buy Crap, go to work and do Crap in order to help other people make Crap and sell Crap.
Ever listen to George Carlin? People have so much shit that they don't have enough places to put it. So they rent little storage units where they can put all the shit they don't have room for, and then they have room to go out and buy more shit. Know anybody who has ever gone and taken some shit out of one of those little storage units? Ever? They are shit dumps.
Occasionally they find a whole extended family of immigrants living in one of those places. Cooking, mattresses, everything. Americans rent places to store the shit that they don't have room for and will never look at again, and the places are so big that to people in poor countries they are apartments that can hold an entire family. That is really one hell of a lot of shit.
Jung calls the spirit that has taken the dominant role in your life right now "The Magician." Only a magician understands how magic works and knows that it's all a big scam, sleight of hand, skillful lying, elaborate hoaxes. To everybody else, it's really magic and it makes their lives richer. To you it's really Crap. Every adolescent goes through a bit of a "magician" phase, even the ones who aren't bright like you folks. It's the nature of adolescence to question things, to figure out how they work and yell when you see that it's not real. But their hormones eventually rescue them from it and for most of them, the spirit that takes over their lives next is "The Lover."
After that, you start to grow up and your life goes off on its own individual track, and everybody finds (or tries to find) the one spirit inside them that seems to represent what's really important to them and makes sense to them, based upon all the experiences they've had, good and bad. It might be the Caregiver, it might be the Leader, it might be the Party Animal (hey these spirits all have nice eloquent sounding Greek names but I don't speak Greek), it might be the Hunter, it might be the Scholar or any of twenty others.
The trouble with being really bright is that you start to see the whole unfolding of your life, including what you're expected to go through next, as just an endless series of bogus magic. So it's possible to get stalled in the Magician phase of your life and stay there, saying It's All Crap.
And that's really sad. Because all those other people, the ones with average IQs, the ones who can't see through the magic -- they go on through life's next stages, but they're pretty limited in what they can accomplish because the Crap gets a lot of control over them. They fall in love and get married and start a family, but they fill their family's life with Crap, without realizing that it's Crap. They get what they think is a good job, but they're just building Crap. They vote and go to church and try to be active in their kids' lives, and all they're doing is promulgating Crap.
But you bright kids, you are the ones that can see the Crap and do your best to avoid letting it get the better of you. You are the one-percenters who have the ability to fight the Crap, to help lead humanity down a path that will minimize the Crap.
You can only do that if you're willing to take the next step into maturity and stop being Magicians. Just sitting there yelling, "It's all Crap," isn't going to accomplish anything, even though what you're yelling is true. If you don't do something about the Crap, you end up having really been no different from the ordinary people whom you disdain because they let the Crap conquer them. If you don't use your superior intellect to beat the Crap, then the Crap has beaten you too.
Find someone to love. It doesn't have to last forever, it just needs to exercise your heart muscle and let your Magician rest for a bit while your Lover gets a chance to see the world and you get to see it through the Lover's eyes instead of the Magician's. The Lover doesn't see Crap everywhere. Not that it's not there or that he doesn't know it's there, it's just that it turns out there's a whole bunch of other stuff out there in the world too, and you don't have to spend your entire life looking at the Crap and getting pissed off about it.
It doesn't even have to be an actual human boyfriend or girlfriend, if you really aren't ready for that. Get a dog and love your dog. Dogs are very helpful. For one thing, you just can't talk to your dog about Crap. He'll listen politely, but he won't give a Crap. He doesn't care too much about what you say, because to a dog it's actions that count, not words.
Get a dog, love him and you'll find yourself facing some of those uncomfortable decisions and moving on with your life. You'll admit sheepishly (to yourself, never to anybody else) that your dog got you to do it. And you will have discovered why people have been living with dogs since 4000 years before they even invented civilization. Some of us believe that man's ability to form a multi-species community and share his life with dogs made him expand his way of thinking to be able to communicate with the dogs, and that was one of the key advancements that allowed him to become clever enough to invent civilization.
It's said that a dog brings out the little kid in all of us, and that's certainly true. But he also really brings out the adult.
As for today's high-tech shoes, that's a perfect example of how everything isn't really 100 percent Crap. These shoes are godsends. If you had to go through a semester with the one pair of "tennies" that we had to use for every kind of activity, you'd hurt so bad you'd cry. You'd have blisters and corns and fallen arches and heel spurs by the time you're 25 and you'd think it was normal. If I had to pick three things that were developed since I was a kid that really made life better, they might be rock and roll, affordable air conditioning, and good athletic shoes.
I am not a anal person, and I can have a good laugh but it seems that teens today are so hi on dope or just don't care that you feel like a your lost and no one hears you. What else I have noticied is the comsumerism that drives these people. What do they all want? MONEY!and the car. HA! half of them are going to be on welfare. I just think that teens are pushing it. Hedonism is also a huge problem that I find.