Interview

Two days ago maybe three...i think it was saturday...it was, but that's not really important to my story. Well anyway i was leaving to go get some diner and just as i was leaving my place of residence on campus i was approached by a small group of what some might call emo kids....not the hardcore emo kid, but the ones who only are half committed to the emo ideal and just kinda dress that style because they think it's cool...what ever floats your boat you know...i'm just telling you this so that you can construct a more vivid image of these individuals in your head as you imagine this scene. So i walk out into the night and this group approaches me and a young lady possibly a year or two younger than myself, after some awkwardness (you know that thing people do when there is a group and there really isn't an assigned leader who is supposed to ask someone something and the group just kinda stands around and stares at one another and then you, and finally one of them gives in and asks you a question? well that s what happened), she asked me if i would be willing to answer a couple of questions that would be filmed and i said "you want to interview me" and she said "exactly" well actually she just nodded but i think this story needs a little more dialogue so i added it i hope she doesn't mind. They set up the camera which took fiveminutes or so which was slightly aggrevating because i was really hungry an it had been a really long day and then they positioned me in front of the camera an then had to test the sound and the lighting (i thought i might be on some kind of crappy housing association version of candid camera which it wasn't). They finally got everything squared away and i stood there and she asked me " What affects, if any, do you think explicit lyrics have on you" and immediatly i thought -typical emo kids trying to qualify explicit lyrics to some authority figure come on try to be a little less predictable. i know i stereotype, people always say stereotyping is bad, but just because you're predictable doesn't mean you're a bad person....some very good people are completely predictable...it just happens. So i thought about it for a minute, i mean they can't expect me to answer such a loaded question without thinking about it for a minute.....this had to look awkward on film because its just me kinda staring with a blank face at the camera and then i said this (as a side note when you are imagining this in your head the me in your head has to say this as non-ghetto as possible....if you have trouble with this...everyword or phrase that comes directly from a rap or hip hop song or whatever they call it now i say very slowly and with extreme annunciation) "well you know when i'm up in dat club i always hit up bitches and usually pop caps in pigs and other animals aight you know what i'm sayin and you'se know i have been riding dirty for a year or two know so if that in any way would count as an affect of explicit lyrics, then yes" they all just kinda looked at me and i looked around like "well is it over", the group stood there like they weren't sure if they were supposed to laugh or if i was serious and apparently that was the only question they had for me because the girl (the same one who asked me to begin with) said thanks and then i left.....which was good for me because i was starving (well not really) and i wanted a burrito really bad. I really hope they kept my interview...maybe they could put it in with the credits at the end or something. Anyway i just thought the two of you who actually read this e-muse would enjoy it and i challenge you to do something unexpected in the future....defy stereotypes...it makes life so much more exciting well maybe not exciting but it creates a moment where the people around aren't able to respond to you because they cannot create a response to your action or statement without connecting you to the idea they have of you in there mind....over time this obvioulsy changes but initially it really catches people off guard and boy is it fulfilling.

Peace homies, one love and catch you on the flip,
The BS out