A random memory I've been thinking about today:
When I was in 5th grade I went on my first cruise with my family, since I was young I got to be admitted in the kids club of the cruise. I was stoked. I was all prepared for wowing these kids. I had my walkman and a brand new cd I had bought before the trip "Will Smith's Greatest Hits!" I went everywhere on this cruise with this cd. I bobbed my head to the sick beats, always wearing my headphones, never having any idea what was going on around me, but hey, I was cool!
By the time my dad sat me down one night to tell me that I was making an idiot of myself trying to be cool and was quite off-putting ignoring everyone and everything around me, it was already the third day of the five day trip.
I quickly found it was too late, I had already proved to the group of kids that I was "too cool" and all of the kids felt too intimidated by my coolness to hang out with me.
It was a waste of a potentially awesome time.
Also on this same trip I went with my brother to the teenage club where, for the first time, I saw girls dancing with other girls. It was my belief in my 10 year old mind that every girl who danced with another girl must be a lesbian so I went around behind my brother in the club quietly going, "Lesbian, lesbian, lesbian, why are there so many lesbians?"
I know that last part seems random and has nothing to do with being cool, but as you could clearly see I was an awesome 10 year old.
Uncoolness Lesson of The Day: Don't let your desire to be cool ruin a good time. Sometimes having fun means being uncool, but having fun is cooler.