The emo girl.

I saw an emo girl the other day walking home from my early Thursday-morning class. The Dashboard Confessional patch and Alkaline Trio pin were dead giveaways. She was really, really cute too; shoulder length curly black hair; a nice body. I guess I didn't get a good look at the front of her, but I'm guessing it was just as lovely as the back. And then I got to thinking, "Would a girl like this actually talk to me?" or even more imporatanly "Do I have the balls to talk to her?" I don't know if I would.

Emo kids, by some sort of a definition, shy, sullen, and lonely. I certainly fit that descripion to a point, and some of the music I listen to helps with that. But I still don't know that you could call me an emo kid. My interests stretch far wider than sitting alone in my parents' basement and trade mixtapes. Sorry for the stereotype, but my point is I'm not really an emo kid. Never mind the fact that I listen to Saves the Day and The Get Up Kids, and I write lyrics screaming of heartbreak and despair. Then again, maybe she's not the stereotypical emo girl at all. In that case, I should go hit it.

Anyways, I don't know if it would work in the long run. I mean, if she really is shy, like you'd expect someone who listens to Dashboard to be... who would do the talking? Someone in my relationships has to talk and it's almost never me. So that wouldn't work. But I'm just speculating here, as I haven't even gotten past the first step of saying "hello." It may as well be a cold day in hell when I do. I'll probably never see her again.

I forgot about the Hot Or Not person of the moment last time, so for your viewing pleasure here are two more HoN people of the moment.

I'd hit 'em both. Twice.