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?
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