Thursday, April 20, 2006

Alright, alright now, let’s open up another rant here. Emo. Three letters. Now what do these three letters add up to mean? Well, technically, they don’t mean anything. Nope, they really don’t. There is no ‘definition’ for Emo. So, technically, it’s not even a word, more like a stem. Emo is really just short for emotion. Not only that, but it’s really a type of music, not person or style. But, I mean, some on, this is America, right? We can never understand that. I mean, according to recent studies, half of the people you go to school with right now won’t graduate high school. But, never the less, people’s ignorance can be quite annoying. Today I was once again called Emo. Not that it insults me, why should it? They call me Emo when I act sad. Which really doesn’t make sense, wouldn’t that be apathy? Because if I’m acting like I don’t care, then that’s apathy not emotional, which is what Emo really means. So, every time they call me Emo, They’re just telling me how retarded they are, so that makes me smile. People’s ignorance can annoy the hell out of me, but it can also make me smile.

I also found out that a boy has a crush on me. I’ve mentioned him before, his name is John Greene aka Billy Martin Egg’s Godfather. He’s nice and stuff, so I feel that if he told me and asked me out, I would most likely say ‘yes’. I didn’t tell his friend that, though. But the boy who told me told me who his crush was. But I didn’t tell him who mine is. Bwahaha I feel bad for the boy I like. I practically stalk him. He thinks I’m really weird though, but now I sit right behind him.

One day, Lash27 and I shall meet MCR! One day!

Mr L Fox888
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"Desert Song" My Chemical Romance

We hold in our hearts the sword and the faith
Swelled up from the rain clouds, move like a wraith
Well after all, we'll lie another day
And through it all
We'll find some other way
To carry on through cartilage and fluid
And did you come to stare or wash away the blood?

Well tonight, well tonight
Will it ever come?
Spend the rest of your days
Rocking out just for the dead
Well tonight
Will it ever come?
I can see you awake anytime in my head

Did we all fall down?
Did we all fall down?
Did we all fall down?
Did we all fall down?

From the lights to the pavement
From the van to the floor
From backstage to the doctor
From the Earth to the morgue
Morgue, morgue, morgue

Well tonight
Will it ever come?
Spend the rest of your days
Rocking out just for the dead
Well tonight
Will it ever come?
I can see you awake anytime in my head

All fall down
Well after all...

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