Emo cry cry origin
SO,
I had the day off Friday morning. I got my smog check by this awesome couple on San Pablo by Allston and it literally took three minutes. They have free internet to use and coffee to drink and all that jazz. Before I could even log onto my facebook account, TADA, it was done.
Anyway I ran some errands.
And the bad movie watching part of me decided that I HAD to see Black Christmas after the frustration of not being able to fix a faulty water line in my bathroom.
I was SO Excited. Just me and my nachos with Jalapenos and medium diet Sodeee.
I go for bite one of my nachos. "Delicioso! yum yum."
Bite two of my nachos, "Que Rico in my tummy! Though, Cheese could be warmer though, I thought.."
Bite three of a nacho. "Ok, this is good," I think to myself. "Lets see some blood"
Then, it was like the Gods were conspiring against my sloth-y and gluttunous day.
I place my nachos on the seat next to me and next thing I hear was, literally, "SPLAT".
I was saddened. I laughed out loud like hysterical people laugh when they find out their car has been stolen, you know, right before they go crazy, because, obvi, five second rule does not apply to said creamy sticky cheese. (yea i thought about it, dont judge).
I felt like I understood what the meaning to all those emo-rock songs were about. Like, maybe emo kids all around the world go cry-cry because they too have experienced the agony and desperation of watching something delicious and nutritious fall before their very eyes wilst they are helpless to turn back time like in the first Superman Movie, "Superman", where Kal-El saves crazy suffocating Lois from the earthquaked induced rubble that piled on top of her car.
On a tangent, couldnt Kal-el have went back in time to stop such major events like the Holocaust...you know if it actually happened? (sorry Pamela, had to do it).
But yes, Dare i Say that I believe the origin to emo rock cry cry bad hair smell bad homeless garb is because of fallen food. And not fallen food like spinach has fallen from our good graces because it was contaminated by cow shit, but food that has fallen to the ground.
and now, ill listen to band of horses. and cry. without nachos. and that is all.
I had the day off Friday morning. I got my smog check by this awesome couple on San Pablo by Allston and it literally took three minutes. They have free internet to use and coffee to drink and all that jazz. Before I could even log onto my facebook account, TADA, it was done.
Anyway I ran some errands.
And the bad movie watching part of me decided that I HAD to see Black Christmas after the frustration of not being able to fix a faulty water line in my bathroom.
I was SO Excited. Just me and my nachos with Jalapenos and medium diet Sodeee.
I go for bite one of my nachos. "Delicioso! yum yum."
Bite two of my nachos, "Que Rico in my tummy! Though, Cheese could be warmer though, I thought.."
Bite three of a nacho. "Ok, this is good," I think to myself. "Lets see some blood"
Then, it was like the Gods were conspiring against my sloth-y and gluttunous day.
I place my nachos on the seat next to me and next thing I hear was, literally, "SPLAT".
I was saddened. I laughed out loud like hysterical people laugh when they find out their car has been stolen, you know, right before they go crazy, because, obvi, five second rule does not apply to said creamy sticky cheese. (yea i thought about it, dont judge).
I felt like I understood what the meaning to all those emo-rock songs were about. Like, maybe emo kids all around the world go cry-cry because they too have experienced the agony and desperation of watching something delicious and nutritious fall before their very eyes wilst they are helpless to turn back time like in the first Superman Movie, "Superman", where Kal-El saves crazy suffocating Lois from the earthquaked induced rubble that piled on top of her car.
On a tangent, couldnt Kal-el have went back in time to stop such major events like the Holocaust...you know if it actually happened? (sorry Pamela, had to do it).
But yes, Dare i Say that I believe the origin to emo rock cry cry bad hair smell bad homeless garb is because of fallen food. And not fallen food like spinach has fallen from our good graces because it was contaminated by cow shit, but food that has fallen to the ground.
and now, ill listen to band of horses. and cry. without nachos. and that is all.