Who am I ?

What a stupid question, yet I don't have a good answer for it. It hits me when people ask about my favorite color, my favorite clothing brand, or simply my hobbies. They stump me, believe it or not, it would take me a while to retreat information from my brain. Sometimes I ask myself, do I have to have a favorite color, can I just love them all? do I have to buy clothes from one specific store, with specific brand? do I have to have hobbies, can't all the things I enjoy be my hobbies like toilet reading? Then I realize that those who ask me these kind of questions are expecting something conventional, something trendy, something Paris Hilton is wearing or using. It would be easy for me to just tell them my favorite color is pink like Katie Holmes, my favorite clothing brand is Gucci like Jennifer Aniston, and my hobbies are skydiving and world traveling. "cool," they would say, "let's hang out sometimes!" but what if I told the truth, they might not say anyting, but they would definitely think "How pathetic is that!" Yeah, this is the kind of world we are living in right now, we are too afraid to be ourself. Like a bunch of monkeys, monkey see monkey do. iPod is hot, I gotta have one. Sidekick is in right now, I have to buy one. my friend is driving a supra, I'll do anthing to get myself one. You have to keep up with the trend, follow the mass media, otherwise you are a freak. Material is driving our life. Everyday, we are acting, sometimes we don't even know which part of us is real and which part is not. our true self is dying within us, but we are too busy to stop and think of the question: who we really are... well, I don't know what to say next...