Fool? Cool? ...Fool.

What is cool? Our lives are primarily governed by trends. I mean Nahila and I are constantly raving on about hipsters and how we, just quietly, want them all to die. But they're only hipsters because they think they're so fucking cool when they're not at all, but who are we to decide what is cool? Because in all seriousness, hipsters aside, cool is completely relative. For example, what your mother thinks is cool might not at all be what you think is cool, but may be very similar to what I think is cool. When you were 5, what your G-ma thought was cool, you might've thought was lame, but now that you're a hipster indie wanker, you're all into the vintage (and not the amazing 1950's Chanel genuine leather handbag kind of vintage, the ugly Supre floral print mid-drift tie up collar shirt made by poor asian infants kind of vintage) shit.

Of late, what seems to be cool is taking copious amounts of drugs and sniffing cocaine before drinking orange juice for breakfast- now that is waking up feeling like P-Diddy. The other day someone actually peer-pressured a friend of mine into taking a miscellaneous pill. I mean, he took it not because he wanted to, but because he solely wanted to be cool, I imagine. Is this what cool has turned into? Fuck with a capital F. If that is cool, then let's give up. Just take me to Texas, give me a massacre and I'll have a legitimate excuse to stop trying.

While other/most people oblivious to the existence of mirrors, or any reflective surface, continue to believe that following the totez hawt trend of taking hard drugs and the aforementioned high-waisted denim pussy helmets and the mid-I'm-fat-and-12-and-I-have-a-belly-button-piercing-that's-unfortunately-hidden-by-my-cellulite-drift tops are cool, I (an obviously lesser being) throw on a dress and a pair of boots and wake up in the morning feeling like a, without being completely vain, a mother-fucking model. And hey, I still have my brain-cells.

Do you know what I think is cool?
Today I said to a friend: "My eye is itchy", to which he replied, "Bite it".
A Grumpy Old Man says: (6:26:23 PM)
what's your blog url
Naushin says: (6:26:32 PM)
In a minute
A Grumpy Old Man says: (6:26:38 PM)
now!
A Grumpy Old Man says: (6:26:46 PM)
I'm a demanding little princess
A Grumpy Old Man says: (6:36:57 PM)
I've got a pocket got a pocket full of sunshine
This friend says what he wants, whenever he wants and he does not give a shit. He wants to have hair like Mötley Crüe. This makes him cool. This isn't to say that everyone who doesn't give a shit is cool. Par exemple, Tony Abbott fundraises money for his campaign during a Flood Crisis and doesn't give a shit, and he's just about as cool as homeless residual AIDS semen. Oh so graphic.
The other day, my friend was telling me about his hair: "I fucking hate my hair. It's fucking disgusting. It does not do anything", as he tossed his hair left and right upwards and downwards occasionally describing himself as "Hot", "Sexy", "Now I look like Shay" and "This would be appropriate if I were to star in Sharkboy and Lava-girl". Anyway he ended up shaving it and doesn't give a shit. In fact he probably thinks it's cool, and I bet it is.

In my eyes, being cool means being able to walk around wearing whatever you want, whatever you think is amazing, listening to whatever you think is great as loud as you want, and having you hair any way you want it, as long as YOU think it's cool. As long as you like it. As long as you don't give a shit.
For example: Nahila likes Lady Gaga and the occasional Katy Perry. Not to mention her total obsession for Beyonce. Now all you indie fuckers may think this is gay (another bone to pick. Don't use gay. Just don't say things are 'gay', before you think of saying something is 'gay', think to yourself, is this actually homosexual. Like the Kookaburra sitting in the old gum tree, rah rah rah gay his life must be. He's either very jolly or a raging homosexual. You decide) but Nahila likes it, and doesn't give a shit. This makes her cool.
"Opinions are great. I love opinions. People should have an opinion about everything."
The people who I admire because they don't give a shit, and have never given a shit, may just be the ones you think are randoms walking on the streets who are "Oh my god look at what they're wearing!!".

But I don't really give a shit.

An insightfully long post,
Naushin.