Posts Tagged ‘days’

(And yes, I waited the whole week for this!)

Oh yes baby, it’s—

… Gee, thanks for stealing my line, Rebecca. Really, thanks!

Now, have you realized how that one music video changed a lot of things about some conversations, including some common topics, like the discussion of laws on legal driving age, our opinion in “popular” music and what’s fondly regarded as “bad“? But one thing some –rather, most– fail to perceive is, in fact, the true genius of Rebecca Black.

... ... What? Something in my teeth!?

Oh, that look is because of what I said. It’s true (seems Lady GaGa said that too, but I had no idea oh well who cares let’s keep on writing)!! Let’s say you’re a “normal” (no such thing exists but let’s roll with that) north-american girl who likes all sorts of pretty things, dances, has singing lessons since a long time, started singing professionally by your 10 years and now, with 13, heard about some label (namely ARK Music Factory) and decided to sign in. Your mother, oh so kindly, paid US$4,000 so your music video –which had half the expenses covered by the label– could debut. They also wrote the music lyrics, so you just had to sing and perform a little. You don’t sing that well? No matter, softwares solve everything! Now, your video debuted and you had just about one thousand views in the first month, but then, all of a sudden, your video goes viral, everyone talks about it blah blah blah you’re richer and more famous than ever before in your short-lived life! Yes!!

… But it seems all you got was, in a grand total, negative attention from the video, since the lyrics suck hard and you really don’t sing that well, even with the software’s help. Would you still rejoice?

Answer is:

Hell Yeah, Motherfucker.

Globalization is a beautiful thing. What would take weeks to be known now takes just a matter of seconds. Today’s culture (sadly) is focused more on hatred and widespread attacks than anything else, mostly because the conception that our lives are nothing more than just than a short-span of consciousness caused due to an incredibly big chain of random events seems to be spreading more and more, and people just take life for what it is. I for one think life’s awesome and you should do what you want before it’s too late, but regarding society as a whole, the typical stress escape-valve is to focus on other people’s tragedies or lack of success. Just take a quick look around you, you’ll see that if someone sees something he or she doesn’t like, that thing will be spread around like there’s no tomorrow, in hopes other people also say
“Oh My God! I hate that too!!”.

Not just things, like series or music videos, but common situations as well. Don’t you hate it when you decide to leave your house, driving your car all happy but, coincidently, everyone who also owns a car decides to do the same thing for no real reason at all (probably just to get on you nerves, the bastards!) and then there’s a traffic jam? Worst, you’re stuck in that God-forsaken traffic jam and someone blares the horn, which leads to lots of people doing the exact same thing, even though it helps in nothing to speed up the unjamming process!? It’s natural for us, humans, to spread our emotions. Which, commonly, are more focused on hating and lots of selfish thoughts.

Envy also made sure Rebecca Black rose to the fame-sky like a rocket. Think about it, lots of people out there (and maybe (but quite unlikely) even you, dear reader) saw this video and thought to themselves: “How can someone with almost no talent whatsoever get so many video views? And everyone’s talking about her OH MY GOD I HATE HER!!”.
Read: I really wished people were talking about me like that!

No, I’m not judging (I can’t and I’m far from being a saint), I am just saying.
Just that.

Such lyrics, such emotion! I'm deeply moved.

Getting back to the topic in question:

  1. She, Rebecca Black (according to popular opinion), sucks.
  2. We love to hate.
  3. We can communicate with each other faster than ever (this “speed” will be a laughing matter in one or two generations from now, but never mind that).

Nothing more valid than hating her at the top of our virtual lungs and, with some luck, make her give up on her career. She did that? No! She switched labels (now with Flying Pig Productions) and is bound to release her new song, entitled “LOL”. Why? Because, dear readers, hatred is also a form of attention. And, nowadays, bad is regarded by the media (and public in general, as said before) as good.

Granted, Rebecca Black’s astronomical rise to stardom due to hatred and envy isn’t the only example, but it’s the most recent one. She won’t be the last one, we all know that, but she’ll always be fondly regarded in our hearts and minds.

And during the week day that is called Friday.

(I own none of the pictures/videos above)

Signing off while I I I so excited,

Arthur Müller.


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Days of the week.

Officially Monday now, the one day I don’t like that much.

No Ariel, you're mainstream!

No Ariel, I don’t hate Mondays. But, you see, being the first day of the week, it means one thing and one thing only: work (unless you’re a smart-ass and has a vacancy in which case I envy you). It’s right after Sunday, which is by far the most boring day ever and then some more, we’ll get to that later. Moving on, Monday is also the day most people choose to blatantly swear against in bars and such. “Oh how I hate Mondays!” or “Damn it, it’s Monday tomorrow!”. One thing you all seem to forget is, Monday’s not the worst day. It’s part of a cycle, you work and then you rest. Eventually, that rest ends and the cycle restarts itself, easy. It’s a day where most people –including your boss/teacher– are tired, bored from the fact that they have to get to work/teach/boss around/study again and looking forward for the next restful days. So, all in all, aside the hate, it’s a pretty easy-going day. Except if it’s right out of a holiday. Then people get even more stressed/tired.

I could say the same for Tuesday, I mean, both are so close and similar, though Tuesday is often forgotten. Poor, poor Tuesday. Nothing usually happens here, it’s not a remarkable day and people are just starting to get back on tracks, thanking themselves they got over Monday yet again with little to no mental injuries.

Now Wednesday… This is just the middle of the week, so to speak (since Monday is the actual first day, the middle would be Thursday). It’s classically hated by most too, since it’s when nothing important happens. I mean, it’s the middle of the week, you have another 50% to go, what a drag etc.. I for one don’t dislike it that much, but… It’s also when everyone reminds themselves: “Hell yes! It’s almost Friday!”


And they do almost nothing. No, really: Their focus starts to sink, their motivations and needs changed to that one promise of careless rest. Try to check it when you’re on a Wednesday, most people do things in a rush or don’t do anything at all, just wandering their naive thoughts to the Neverland of the week, the weekend. Which is almost, almost, ALMOST there! They can almost feel it with all their might, if not…

If not for Thursday. Which is, granted, not my most hated day. In fact, I don’t even think it’s a day at all. It’s just that it’s a very, very fast one. Seriously, for some unknown reason, Thursdays always went by like a flash for me. Still, it’s there, blocking the path to the most cherished day of all: Friday.

Hell, it even got a song (you thought I was going to miss that chance didn’t you):

Now I felt like commenting on this, but let’s leave it to the appropriate day!

So, Friday. Happy hours, parties, driving with your underage friends and lots of other lascivious things, like more parties. After you finish your never ending quadruple-fun, you get to:

Saturday. The best day ever and yes this is my opinion. You see, during a Saturday, you can wake up whenever you want, so no matter how much fun (damn it) you got during your Friday, there should be no worries whatsoever! Which also means that, since it’s an almost-universal-free-day, you can attend to classes, go jogging, explore Mars or whatever you like! Plus, it’s not like it’ll hurt to sleep late, the next day is Sunday! … Sunday… Speaking of which:

I. Hate. Sundays. Being the calm guy that I am, there’s very little things that bug me. Sunday being one of the top 5. You, outgoing, cool and entertaining person may love Sunday, it’s a day where you get to visit the Museum, or go to the theater, watch a play just before a beautiful starry night and then have a meal outside with your love, or even go drinking with friends. But that’s you, you… Lucky person.

Try staying at home with nothing on the television and everyone else complaining about how boring Sunday is. Even if it isn’t boring, it gets to you, that perception of Sunday being a very dull day. Say you want to play a game, or read a book, or just listen to music. You’re (most likely) doing it because it’s what you usually do on your free days, but you feel, deep down inside, that it’s just because there’s nothing else to do. But you always do this things on your free days. And it never seems like a bore to you. Except on Sundays. See my point? Even if it’s an extremely normal thing, it gets upscaled by a “boredom”-multiplier.

What’s more, guess what day’s tomorrow? That’s right! Monday! The one day you’ll spend complaining about even before it starts (logically thinking, you should have no reason to complain, as I said earlier). So, Sunday. Ugh. The boredom factor, by the way, doubles if that Sunday’s on a holiday or such.

A plus before I finish this: Holidays and vacations are like big periods of Saturdays and Sundays, which alternate themselves according to need. You want to have fun? Feels like Sunday, so you get little to no fun while ranting about it. You want to lay down and rest? Feels like Saturday, so you feel like you’d be wasting time sitting at home and force yourself to one more round of an all-night-drinking game (tip: lots of coconut milk or just water in the next day avoid such hangover headache).

(I own none of the pictures/videos above)

Not so cheerful to start the week again,

Arthur Müller.

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