Kara+M's+OpEd+Article

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= ** It’s Not Friday ** =

** By Kara Mead **
I would like to examine world problems, do my math homework, work on community service, study for my spanish test, or read a good book, but one song and person in particular for the past two weeks has kept me from doing these tasks so I would like to get this out of my mind and set it at ease:

I would like to claim that Rebecca Black changed and created meaning to my life in her song “Friday.” I would like to ponder over my new knowledge of now knowing that “Thursday is before Friday and that Saturday comes after Friday and Sunday comes after Saturday” in the week. I would like to applaud Rebecca for coming up with the answer to, “if she should pick the front seat or back seat” in her friend’s car. But every one of those statements would be a lie. Let me go over a few things for Ms. Black here:

Lesson 1:
You're not gangster or cool enough to use incomplete sentences. Please for every ones sake use complete sentences. It isn’t “ we so excited” it’s “we are so excited.”

Lesson 2:
You're in eighth grade, you don’t go to prom or have friends that look your age that can drive.

Lesson 3:
If you have to use an auto tuner that much, either make your lyrics more substantial and meaningful or don’t sing.

Thank you Rebecca Black for getting the phrase “it’s Friday” on a continuous loll through my mind all day. You’ve unfortunately spread like a disease through society, enforcing any stereotypes that old people give us about our generation and how not thoughtful and feebleminded we are. Instead of listening to intellectual and mind stimulating music written by Mozart or Beethoven, we are listening to the monotonous steps of your daily schedule. Instead of remembering the laws of logarithms, I will be remembering that you eat cereal in the morning and then try and make the bus. Instead of signing up for my license test, I will be trying to wash away the song that has taken hold of my mind and won't let go, no matter how much I will my mind to fight against the indestructible melody of "Friday." I can't count the numerous times when finally I have forgotten the song, when out of the blue I hear another person singing it and once again it takes over. Thank you once again "Friday" for forcing me into your life.