don't sweat it.
Where i grew up, cool is defined by what did you bring to school, which country are you going for family vacation, the latest and cutest stationery you use, the massive collection of fancy erasers that you won’t dare to use even once to actually erase something.
Getting a big older, you will see some slight changes. It’s not a matter of stationery anymore, it’s the latest model of mobile phones and concert you attend to, the music that you like, movie that you’ve seen, etc2. And they don’t call it cool, they call it hype.
And so i thought that’s the only way to survive.
And surviving school years doesn’t mean it’s over. They’re taking it to next level. Say, for example, what club do you go to? But it doesn’t stop there, it goes to, who’s your crowd, are you paying a cover charge/open table/getting a guest list, to what do you drink and how you drink it.
For women, it goes like, what is the brand of your bags, is it a new arrival/last season/last last season which probably you bought it from a big sale, and so on.
But it was actually never about the things, hype is the matter of your attitude.
How true you are to your things. Are you controlling them, or are you controlled by them. Are you faking them, are you breaking your bank just to fit in, are you forcing it or you earn it, those things may get you in, but it won’t make you happy.
It’s was never a race, never a competition, it was self-acceptance.@1 year ago
the moment you start a sentence with a generalization about one’s race, nationality, or religion… stop, and take off your biased glasses.
No one deserve to be judged from the brand. We’re not fabricated uniformly somewhere.
We’re born equal, not identical.