Attack of the Emo's
Emo - short for "emotional"; current terminology for excessively feeling anything, but mostly that of sadness, depression or heartbreak; turns people into poets, composers or artists; extremely contagious; may also account for moodiness, violence or pessimism
*WARNING: In case you spot someone with a serious case of emo coming towards you, move away quickly. Very, very, quickly.
And I tried anyway. To get away, that is.
I honestly never liked the word "emo" because it sounds like something a drunk hippie would say. The vowel at its end always seemed in a 'hung' state. And why bother making up a new word when you could easily use "down", "feeling blue", or "wanna-rip-my-heart-out-painful" to describe your emotions? It just didn't make sense.
But lately, everyone's being feeling emo. On days when the sun's bright and shiny, but you feel like just curling up in a corner till the world disappears? On days when you long to express your mangled emotions in the form of a poem or song (no doubt filled with secret allusions to your loves, dreams and hidden desires)? On days when everything seems pointless, when you question your very purpose of existence?
If chocolate can't make a girl fall in love with it...
If we're reduced to making animal noises as expressions of love, lust and HD's...
If we talk about requirements and ideals about the One, only to make exceptions when we see a perfectly polished lata... I mean, someone we like...
It's called being emo.
*As you can see, I'm bordering once again on the topic of love. But of course, that's good for another blog entry... :P
Emo - short for "emotional"; current terminology for excessively feeling anything, but mostly that of sadness, depression or heartbreak; turns people into poets, composers or artists; extremely contagious; may also account for moodiness, violence or pessimism
*WARNING: In case you spot someone with a serious case of emo coming towards you, move away quickly. Very, very, quickly.
And I tried anyway. To get away, that is.
I honestly never liked the word "emo" because it sounds like something a drunk hippie would say. The vowel at its end always seemed in a 'hung' state. And why bother making up a new word when you could easily use "down", "feeling blue", or "wanna-rip-my-heart-out-painful" to describe your emotions? It just didn't make sense.
But lately, everyone's being feeling emo. On days when the sun's bright and shiny, but you feel like just curling up in a corner till the world disappears? On days when you long to express your mangled emotions in the form of a poem or song (no doubt filled with secret allusions to your loves, dreams and hidden desires)? On days when everything seems pointless, when you question your very purpose of existence?
If chocolate can't make a girl fall in love with it...
If we're reduced to making animal noises as expressions of love, lust and HD's...
If we talk about requirements and ideals about the One, only to make exceptions when we see a perfectly polished lata... I mean, someone we like...
It's called being emo.
*As you can see, I'm bordering once again on the topic of love. But of course, that's good for another blog entry... :P
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