The Hipster

I have big dreams for myself when I grow up.  I want to become a newspaper deliverer, but I know that sometimes I’m a bit ambitious.  In fact, I wouldn’t mind just being homeless.  You know, connecting with the streets, fashioning knives out of leaves, defecating in alleys, the good life.  (What?  If you were homeless, you wouldn’t be able to achieve your real dream! Good point.  Screw poverty.)  Now, you all may be wondering what my real dream is.  I dream of becoming a hipster.  Yes, I said it and I’m not afraid.  For those of you that don’t know what a hipster is, here you go.  Take coolness.  Add it to artsiness.  Multiply it by swag.  Then you have half of hipsterness.  In fact, the true hipster could never exist.  There are just too many good shoes, awesome clothes, indie films and coffee shops in our world.  However, as I have seen from a hipster in my Spanish class, whom I will refer to as Patrick, (For privacy of course.) one can get pretty damn close.  I don’t know how or if I will ever achieve such a high level of hipsterness, but I promise you that I will try.  The one problem with being a hipster is that its super expensive.  Believe it or not, someone can charge more for faded, vintage and torn clothes than for cashmere V-Neck sweaters.  You know how much I love cashmere V-Neck sweaters.  This is tough.  I go hipster!  (Hey, I heard that they were having a sale on V-Neck sweaters. Oh my god.  Give me the address.  Now.)


About julian822

This blog is informal to say the least. It's almost like an online journal, filled with stories that I find funny, interesting things/links and anything else that comes to my mind. Enjoy.
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