I wish my lawn was emo so it would cut itself…
Emo started out as a genre of music believe it or not. Today it is used to describe fashion & stereotypes. As certain fashion trends and attitudes began to be associated with “emo”, stereotypes emerged that created a specific target for criticism. In the early 2000’s (remmy those days, ahhhh, good times – good times), the criticism was relatively light-hearted and self-effacing, in ensuing years, the derision increased dramatically.
In SL today, the word “emo” is used mostly to describe persons. When you are referring to someone as being emo, you are usually stating that they are sensitive, or have an emotional personality. In my four years of SL I’ve emotionally “cut” people who I have deemed emo & too much like high emotional maintenance from my friends list. Sometimes more than once, or even twice. Hell! I deleted Kenny Sleeper three times.
What I don’t get is the appeal or attraction to the “condition” of being emo. Anyone who drains that much energy out of me, or sucks the fun out of my sunshiney day is just well, too much.
I know blogging about it won’t make much of a difference, cause ya are what ya are. I guess my main hope is that you recognize that I’m not a minority here by saying people will *not* gravitate towards someone who is always pouty, whiny, negative, upset with the world, has excessive consecutive bad days, or is just basically an all around downer. Mayhaps, the term emo is just narrowing the field of annoying & I should probably just broaden it by listing all the “negative” persons annoying behaviors that I lump into a ball of emo.
It’s not just SL anymore either. If you haven’t flocked like everyone else to Plurk, kudos to you. However if you have… ask yourself these questions:
1. Have I or someone I know plurked at least three times today either whining, complaining, or pouting about anything, or life in general? What *is* my upbeat plurk level to down-ness ratio?
2. Does anyone *really* care how often I’m missing my baby, my smoopykins, my baby boo? And if they *might* do I really, really need to remind them several times a day how much I miss him/her?
3. I know I’m sick today, but let me go on to plurk about every sniffle, every raunchy vomit trip to the porcelain goddess, or that migraine I have (ya know computer monitors don’t help this – step away from the computer) that’s gnawing at my skull. People care, really?
Over all, people in whole are caring but if 78% of your life is spent whining, complaining or bringing everyone around you down, that’s just not healthy, nor cool, nor likable. It is okay to not be okay but it’s def not okay to not be okay all the time. Get help.
Take this as a public service announcement & remmy what Mom said: if you really don’t have anything positive to say, don’t speak or at least don’t tell me. Or something like that.