Went to this totally dark and avant-garde photography exhibition last night, the reason being, me not going to any sort of art exhibition of any kind for a long time. The exhibition took place in this shithole of a nightclub called 'Underworld'. But, naturally, I didn't know it was a shithole until I arrived there. Still, I was a bit excited about going there, because I was told that this photographer was actually quite good and... Oh, okay, I admit it; I just wanted to see chicks, because, let's face it, cool, sexy chicks always visit art exhibitions, right? Fucking wrong! Man, it was like a competition for the world's ugliest wax figures in there. Also, most girls were just stupid-looking teenagers following some sort of pointless emo-resembling fashion trend that made me want to vomit aggressively. Those not following this trend, were just bland, uninteresting samples of the human species. Oh wait, right, the photos. They were crap. Didn't like 'em. But maybe it boils down to taste. Who knows... who cares. It wasn't a total waste of an afternoon, since I got to hang out with my best friend. The music playing during the exhibition was pretty cool too, but that's just because the DJ is another good friend of mine, who's actually a pretty cool guy and I only know cool people, because I'm naturally cool myself. I had this strong I'm-so-glad-to-be-cool-and-normal vibe during the entire evening.

Just want to emphasize that I'm not the kind of person who automatically discards things just because they're different than what I like. It was just a lousy exhibition, period.

There's an interesting lesson to be learned here. Coolness is subjective. More importantly, art exhibitions may not necessarily involve gorgeous, sex-starved women.