Long Time No Post/ Na Na Na Analysis

It's been a long time since I posted, cuz I was rather lazy and ran into a terrible case of writer's block. And cuz I was revamping my iPod... again >.< also, was watching too much eddie izzard. Guy's damned funny. I will link a video of his standup routine Dress to Kill sometime, 12 parts all in all. Parts 4,5,6 and 7 are particularly funny.


So, um, exams? Did fairly well. Except for chinese. I got 3.6 for everything but my 2.8 (or is that 2.4?! O.o) in chinese dragged my overall GPA down to a lousy 3.27. Meh.


Holiday plans? Well, philosophy course next year has already been released, so gonna go to kino (maybe with JC, San, Kii, Gab and Lil?) and buy books on Kant, Miller and ethics in general. And then im also gonna go buy something about the French Revolution or the Rise and Fall of Communist Russia. Gah. I wanna learn French and Russian history XD of course, during the holiday, i need to... er.... *cough* lose... weight... *coughcoughcough/spaz* Yea. Running, jumping, climbing trees and all that.


And since I haven't written in my blog for so long, I might as well give my dwindling audience a treat XD ima analyse the MCR (my chem romance) song, Na Na Na. Interesting song. Decided to analyze it cuz i have a tendency to overanalyze things and keep trying to find some deeper meaning or purpose in every trivial matter. And because im trying to write a poem but keep running into the dread writer's block. Gah, I hate writers block.

The future is bulletproof

The aftermath secondary

It's time to do it now and do it loud

Killjoys make some noise

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA NANANANANANA

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA NANANANANANA

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA NA

Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs

I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got

Take the cash and I'll keep it

Eight legs to the wall

Hit the gas, kill 'em all

And we crawl!

And we crawl!

And we crawl!

You'll be my detonator

Love, gimme love, gimme love

I don't need it, but I'll take what I want

From your heart and I'll keep it

In a bag, in a box

Put an X on the floor

Gimme more!

Gimme more!

Gimme more!

Shut up and sing it with me

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

From Mall Security (NA-NA-NANANA)

To every enemy (NA-NA-NANANA)

We're on their property (NA-NA-NANANA)

Standing in a V formation

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

Let's blow an artery (NA-NA-NANANA)

Eat plastic surgery (NA-NA-NANANA)

Keep your apology (NA-NA-NANANA)

Give us more detonation

More!

Gimme more!

Gimme more!

Let me tell you 'bout the sad man

Shut up and let me see your jazz hands

Remember when you were a madman

Thought you was Batman

And hit the party with a gas can

Kiss me you animal!

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

You run the company (NA-NA-NANANA)

Fuck like a Kennedy (NA-NA-NANANA)

I think we'd rather be (NA-NA-NANANA)

Burning your information

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

Let's blow an artery (NA-NA-NANANA)

Eat plastic surgery (NA-NA-NANANA)

Keep your apology (NA-NA-NANANA)

Give us more detonation

Right here, right now

All the way in battery city

The little children raised their open filthy palms

Like tiny daggers up to heaven

And all the Juvee Halls, and the ritalin rats

Ask angels made from neon and fucking garbage

Scream out! What will save us?

And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world

Everybody wants to change the world

But no one, no one wants to die

Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try,

Wanna try, wanna try now!

I'll be your detonator!

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA NA

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

Make no apologies (NA-NA-NANANA)

It's death or victory (NA-NA-NANANA)

On my authority (NA-NA-NANANA)

Crash and burn, young and loaded

NA NA-NA-NA NA-NA-NA

Drop like a bullet shell (NA-NA-NANANA)

Dress like a sleeper cell(NA-NA-NANANA)

I'd rather go to hell (NA-NA-NANANA)

Then be in a purgatory

Cut my hair, gag and bore me

Pull this pin, let this world explode

The song is an assault on the carefree and ignorant attitudes people have towards the world and its consequences. The theme is highlighted throughout the entire song from the repetition of "na na na", which is the response a child makes when he does not want to hear something or does not care about the topic being discussed. It downgrades society to that of a naive infant and claims that it is too immature to understand the gravity of the situation. 

The song introduction also mentions that "the future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary". This implies that the people of the world believe that no matter what they do, nothing wrong can go wrong, because after all, the future is bulletproof and invincible and that even if something goes wrong, it is okay because the aftermath or the consequences do not matter as much as the main thing you originally wanted to get. It assaults the greedy, capitalist consumer culture that has spread across the globe.

"Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs, I don't need it but I'll sell what you got, take the cash and I'll keep it"

The first half of the quote highlights the urgency in which the community wants to buy goods, constantly demanding for them. It then later explains that these are unnecessary and are merely for the purpose of earning money. The quote underlines the fact that the people are ignorant of the consequences of their actions, drugs being generally deemed as bad for your health, yet even though they know it, they do not care and want more even if they do not need it. The urgency of the persona is further elaborated with the usage of "You be my detonator!", explosions being fast, rapid and powerful in nature.

The result of all this actions is explained in the 11th paragraph, when they talk about negative, ugly side of Battery City, referring to all the Juvenile halls, a place where young people who break the law go to, and all the "children with dirty palms". 

The world's response, however, is less than satisfactory. The song claims that although people want to change the world, they are unwilling to "die". This is not to be taken in the literal sense, but simply means that although people want to do something to reverse their actions, they do not do so because they are unwilling to bear the sacrifice and end up continuing to ruin the world.

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Poorly done analysis? Yeah. But still, got the ideas across. Sorry for the long wait, haha XD but i'll see you, er, next time?

Sex On Fire

Incoherent Rambling 'Bout The Weekend

It's been a longtime since I posted, so I hope my audience (if i have an audience) is still here. I slept a lot today- approx. 10 hours previous night and then another 4 hour siesta today. That's 14 hours of sleep. My sleeping pattern is messed up and I can't think straight so I will now just attempt to describe to you my weekend in a chronological order (but even that won't make it coherent XD)

The weekend was a hell lot of fun. On Saturday, we went to Taka and got this really super cool Union Jack White Long Sleeve shirt thingy from Pull & Bear, then spent the next 2 hours at G2000 and ended up buying $311 worth of clothing - after a 50% discount D: I bought this super cool black jacket with a really shiny silver zipper and a matching purple shirt. Can't wait to wear it on MOVIE DAY (@san, @jc, @kii) this Wednesday. Also, during the G2000 raid I bought this super cool vest/checkered shirt thingy. You know how some people wear a checkered shirt then wear a vest over it so you can only see the sleeves and the neck? Yeah, it's like that except it's merged together so it's basically a grey fleece vest with sleeves sewed on XD and also bought a black sweater. Then, we went to Kinokuniya to search for books and I in particular, had to buy 2 books for 2 very special people for 2 very special occasions. Hope that you guys like the books when you read 'em XD

AND THEN FINALLY WE COME TO THE BEST PART OF THE DAY (or the 2nd best part of the day). WE WENT TO AJISEN RAMEN AND I FINALLY MANAGED TO EAT A LONG-AWAITED BOWL OF UNAJYU (Unagi + Rice). OMG. I MISS UNAJYU. I MISS THE JAPANESE FOOD STORE IN CATHOLIC HIGH PRIMARY ARGH XD Back in cat high, there was this stall which sold jap food. everyone loved it, always ran out of food just before 2nd recess finished and god I miss the times when they served Unagi, and Chicken Egg Soboro and FRIGGING JAPANESE CURRY. GAH. I MISS IT. OMG AND MISO SOUP. ARGH. EVERYDAY I USED TO GO TO THE JAP STORE, ORDER A BIG BOWL OF RICE AND MISO SOUP THEN PROCEED TO COMMENTATE ON SOCCER GAMES. GAH. I MISS THOSE DAYS.

*calms down* Gosh, Saturday was so frigging fun. And my total price tag for Saturday, I think, runs up to just shy of $300. And i finally managed to use part of my savings to buy something (the books *ahemahem*)

Sunday? Sunday was rather boring. Mugging for science. No starcrafting >.<. I love starcraft 2 <3 Not addicted, but it's fun cuz i usually play with my father and we get to bond together as a family XD the only sad part is that my mum is left out of the conversation :( and always says/asks in her filipina accent "What are you two talking about? How come I don't know?" Hmm. Well. I'll find a way to get her to understand. 

Took down some old albums and looked at some baby photos of myself. Wow. I was so frigging cute XD *sighs* ah, the old days. I still miss our bunch. Rhia, Gladys, Kevin, Mary, Matthew, Steven, Gerard, Nikki, Alyana and Me. *sighs* Rhia, Gladys and Kevin are still here. Kev now has a bro, Justin, but the dif is that he didn't star in those photos when we were all still 1 years old. Mary and Matt moved to Canada, along with Steven. And Alyana (and her bro Ian) just moved to Canada also a month ago. Gerard and Nikki grew up and it's never been the same. 

I miss the old days when we still used to play ice and water and still used to play catching and didn;t give a damn about the world, when youthful innocence still played upon our faces. I wonder what happened. Growing up. *yet another sigh* Well, I might upload some of these photos soon XD if i find the effort to do it. the old bunch, we should get together again. all 10 of us. that would be fun. I miss our group. And I have a lot of new friends and perhaps even friends that i treasure more, but that doesn't mean that I don't want my old friends back. I truly do.

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Well, if you managed to survive that emotional roller-coaster, kudos to you, I applaud unsarcastically. I can't wait for the holidays.

Not Knowing A Song's Title

GAH. DON'T U JUST !@#$ING HATE IT WHEN YOU KNOW THE TUNE OF A SONG AND YOU LIKE IT AND IT SEEMS SO FAMILIAR BUT YOU DON'T KNOW THE TITLE OF THE SONG SO YOU CAN'T SEARCH IT?! GAH. PISSES ME OFF. YOU CAN'T BLOODY WELL GO TO GOOGLE AND TYPE "DADADIDA DADADIDADA" CUZ GOOGLE CANT RECOGNIZE THE FREAKING TUNE >.< GOSH.

ANYWAYZ, I FINALLY FOUND OUT THE TITLES OF THE 2 SONGS WHICH SEEMED SO FAMILIAR YET SO HARD TO NAME. BEEN GOING CRAZY TRYING TO FIND THESE SONGS... >.<

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Gah. Finally. I feel relieved. I shall now go write a poem.

Trouble/What If

More Or Less?

Alistair: [reading newspapers] Hmph.

Gallagher: [curiously] What?

Alistair: Anti-abortionists rantin' 'bout how abortion ain't moral.

Gallagher: Well, it's immoral, ain't it?

Alistair: I don't see how abandoning 'em helps 'em either.

Gallagher: I'm sorry?

Alistair: You ever realized how anti-abortionists go on an' on an' on 'bout how we shouldn't kill no foetuses but don't go on to talk 'bout how they should be brought up? Hmm? They abandon the child the moment it's born. They don't care. They've done their job an' saved the foetus, who cares 'bout it now?

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Isn't it funny how anti-abortionists go on and on about how killing foetuses is immoral? Well, I agree that it is immoral but I also find it funny that once the child is born, they don't care about it. They don't care about the failing education system, hunger, poverty, family issues, nothing. Kinda funny how they aim to save lives then leave them to die afterwards. Personally, I think that people should first focus on the infrastructure and give support to these newborns as they grow up so that they don't end up sweeping the street or begging others for alms BEFORE they even think about saving babies. They'd be happier, no?

But now comes the question, more or less? Should we 'sacrifice' some babies to ensure that the rest are happier or should we we keep them all alive but in which many are impoverished, hungry and lead lives not worth living? Just something to think about.

The Game plan

All right, chumps. Let's do this. LEEERRROOOOYYYY!!! UHHJJJEENNNNKKIIINNNS!!!

This is how I will get a girl XD

Contextualization of wall post on JC's wall (< omg i made a reference to JC for the first time D:!!! ) ...

Basically, after I was told that girls fall for JC instantly (pfft, unfortunately), I realized that.... he was in breach of antitrust law (demonstration of which was when sistic was sued $1000 000 for being too pro and not giving other minor ticketing agents a chance to rise in the market. basically, they were dominating and it was unfair. so they had to nerf sistic.

Which is why I have to nerf JC. 

GAHAHAHA IM SO HIGH RIGHT NOW XD punchdrunk on love (or lack thereof) XD XD XD

Joshie, i shall heed your advice and enjoy my singleness (pfft, singularity is not equal to singleness).

sin·gu·lar·i·ty (s ng gy -l r -t ). n. pl. sin·gu·lar·i·ties. 1. The quality or condition of being singular. 2. A trait marking one as distinct from others; 

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Guys. I'll see you tomorrow. 

Just helping ourselves?

People are self-centered. A gross and disturbing generalization but it could not be further from the truth. People are self-centered. I read San's poem and also read How to Watch a Child Die by Amanda Chong (the basis for San's poem), and while I enjoyed (well, not exactly enjoyed, but rather appreciated) reading both poems, it did jolt me awake. Something deep down inside me had been awoken. Guilt perhaps? Or a sudden realization that everything I've been doing could be explained by a psychological hypothesis which is utterly disturbing? All I know is that something, some grotesque monstrosity has decided to rear its ugly head and start clawing it's way out of its grave.

Have you ever passed by a person on the street or underpass who was begging for alms? Well, the chances are you have passed at least 1. Orchard is full of people who plead you to lend them some sympathy, to show them some mercy and give them some respite from the savage cruelties of the world. Have you ever passed them by and felt a pang of guilt that you didn't take the measly effort to fish out your wallet and donate a few dollars, or even cents for that matter? You probably have, no? And maybe perhaps you've also passed some of these people and eventually decided that you might just show him some compassion and actually fished out your wallet to donate a few dollars or cents to him. You probably felt happy, no? Now ask yourself why did you donate the money? Hmm? Did you really donate it because you sincerely wanted to help the poor chap or did you just want  to rid yourself of the guilt which you have readily come to associate with not helping your fellow man.

Consider this dedication by John Aubrey to the famous political philosopher and author of Leviathan, an argument for why the people require government, Thomas Hobbes.

He was very charitable (to the best of his ability) to those that were true objects of his bounty. One time, I remember, going in the Strand, a poor and infirmed old man craved his alms. He, beholding him with eyes of pity and compassion, put his hand in his pocket and gave him sixpence. Said a divine (Dr Jasper Mayer) that stood by: "Would you have done this if it had not been Christ's command?" 

"Yea," said he.

"Why? quoth the other.

"Because," said he, "I was in pain to consider the miserable condition of the old man and now my alms, giving him some relief, doth also ease me.

The moral often drawn from such stories is that all motivations to do something is to satisfy the self. Consider the following examples. A woman running into a burning house to save her baby who is trapped in his/her crib. Why did she do it? Was it because of her undying love for her child or was it because she knew well how she would feel bad about herself if she did not save the child and thus drove into try and save the child to rid herself of this uneasiness. Everyone is self-centered. Even the Bible plays upon this fact. If you've ever taken a good look at the bible you will soon realize that God inspires us to do good by offering us a reward (entry to Heave, paradise) and offering us incentives not to (forced extradition to Hell, which no one wants to go to). If, for example, there had been no such thing as Heaven or Hell, perhaps we would all be sinning like there was no tomorrow. 

Even love is affected by this. Do we really love the person? Or is it just that we enjoy being loved by the other and that we understand that in order for this to last, we need to love the other person back? 

Avert your eyes from their gaze, says Amanda Chong in her poem How to watch a child die, even if they plead you to be drawn to their depths. What does it mean? Simple. Do not find reasons to feel guilty and you will not be compelled to do something about it. 

Just something to ponder about.