Na...Na...Na...Na...Na...Na...NA.

Na-na-na-na-NO.

Is it just me, or is every song on the radio filled with those oh-so-tempting words: na, na, and na?

To be honest, I'm just getting sick of it. It was okay when My Chemical Romance made one song titled "Na Na Na," a few years ago, but there has recently been a new trigger that has unleashed the wild beast called the Na-Na into the world. It was just fine when Pink came out her Na-Na filled song "So What." It became ironic that blink-182 had Na-Na's in their song "All The Small Things," which just so happened to mock boy-bands...which I will be talking about later.

Hell, it may have even been passable when Selena Gomez came out with her tongue twisting na-nas.

I'm sure you can guess who is a big offender of the Na-Na-Na-Na-blegh's. It's a boy-band (why am I not surprised?), and they have a few songs out there...specifically one song addressed to some insecure girl (because, you know, all girls have to be insecure, because--they're girls), telling her how beautiful she is.

Oh, and didn't I tell you I would get to the boy-band? Fun fact: "All The Small Things" was filmed on the same beach as the aforementioned boy-band song. Considering that the blink-182 song is a 'parody' of boy bands...well...you can figure that out yourself.

But either way, that was the start of the New Age Na-Na Virus. (For the record, there are no cures to viruses...)

And that's when I thought that the Na-Na's had gone away. Perhaps the age of the Na-Na had passed, and we were safe (maybe onto the Age of the Oh-Oh-Ohs?)

I listened to a new song, by a duo called "MKTO," fell in love with their song "Thank You," and then had a facepalm moment when the Na-Na's came on. But because I like their song so much, I can deal with it.

Not to mention...the other day...while searching for "Na Na Na" by MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, I found a same-name song...by the same boy band I've spoken of already. Though it was not as bad as when Bieber came out with "Never Say Never" -- which was a song by The Fray first, it still had me cursing the Na-Na gods. But you know what? Said boy band is a repeat offender, so I'm just going to stop talking about them.

But can you see my point, at least? When did it become "cool" to replace words with wannabe words? It's cool the first time, maybe. It's still fine the second time. The third time comes around, and it's beginning to wear off. The fourth time, no one gives a crap anymore. By the fifth time, people like me are asking the universe "WHY?" and all the other (normal?) people are off bopping their heads to the Na-Na.

I'm telling you: it's a virus! And it's infected many.

And unless your singing an epic song about Sodium (Na)--

--yay for chemistry jokes?--then the word "Na" has no meaning. No meaning at all.

So what's the point of this rant?

Who says there has to be a point? (Ironically, my next post will most probably have something to do with this very question).

Maybe I'm just annoyed that all these songs have the same "lyrics" (if they can even be called that), and I'm just waiting for artists to finally get sick of the two letter phrase. As long as we don't head back to the "Whoa-whoa-whoas," we should be fine.

And I'm pretty sure I've heard a song that literally goes: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, OH!

(I'm actually not kidding about the last one...just think back to the latest Ice Age movie...was it the 4th one?)

I'm not saying that we should go over the top, drop all filler words like "oh" and "na," but...can we at least find a new filler word?

....

. . .

Dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, DOT!

:D

~Banana Win

P.S. Like my epic avoidance of all boy band names? 

Apocalypse

I figured since the world is ending tomorrow, I might as well write an end-of-the-world-goodbye-forever post.

Cue the rolling of the eyes.

It's always irritated me, how people seem to believe these kinds of things. And I'm sorry, but if you're one of them--what the f*ck is wrong with you?

Do you really want to know what is going to happen December 21st, 2012?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

That so-called "galactic alignment" that will cause so many issues?

Well...newsflash. The sun can never be perfectly aligned with the sun. Close, sure, but never exactly. (Although there is debate as to whether this happens every 26, 000 years, yadda, yadda, yadda--Do I look like I know?)

Either way, for all we know, the world could end any day.

Did the Mayans ever declare the world would end on December 21st, 2012? NO, they didn't.

So stop bothering December 21st.

And check out NASA 2012 if you're just some ignorant booby.

That's actually a blue-footed booby!

~Banana Win

Innuendos ;)

I bet that winky face reinforced the title more than it should have. ;)

Heads up: For every innuendo I write, *teehee* will be written in parentheses. :D

Oh, and this is my [very late] 50th post!! *cheers*

I'll admit, I'm a terrible, terrible pervert. But, as a girl told me the other day: "I don't have a dirty mind, just a sexy imagination!"

But the amount of innuendos I can find in ordinary language is past the point of insanity. I will be laughing my ass off for who knows how long before a person just gives me a look (you know, that "are you kidding me?" look), and walks away.
:D

But it doesn't help that so many things just sound so...wrong!

Society probably pushes the little innuendos along, encouraging them and so it just explodes (*teehee*) into a maelstrom of inappropriate laughter. But seeing as I'm one of those people who doesn't look down on the innuendo, and embraces it, and laughs for the laugh of it, I will write about it.

But here are some tips to avoid cracking up (*teehee*) all of the little perverts you may be subjected to:

• Don't use words that refer to size... "That's so big!"(*teehee*) will probably get a few chuckles out of somebody. 

• Avoid using certain verbs/phrases, such as "stroke," "big," "hard," the list goes on and on unfortunately. Don't say something sucks!  --"You suck!"; response- "You blow!" (*teehee*) --That's what will bound to happen.

• Be wary of your hand gestures. Certain things...can connote certain things.

•  Avoid usage of the term "69". 'Nuff said.

• Ah screw it. Don't talk. A good pervert will find an innuendo out of at least one conversation. You're screwed (*teehee*).

I hope that list helped you (it didn't).

But do you see my point? So many normal, day-to-day conversations can go terribly wrong when pervert number one is inserted into it. (*teehee*)

Anyway, you may be interested to know that my inspiration for writing this was "C'mon Let Me Ride" by Skylar Grey. Yes, a song. C'mon, let me ride...(*teehee*)

But a very suggestive song, mind you. Hell, even the title makes you think of the wrongest, wrongest things.

I honestly don't know which has more innuendos: the lyric video (I know, right?!) or the music video.

Because in the lyric video, the "watermelons" certainly weren't meant to be fruits (*teehee*), and there was a banana sticking out (*teehee*) of a bicycle. Yeah. I'm not even joking.

But it does make me wonder, was this song written to make fun of all the perverts and innuendos that seem to be such a big part (*teehee* not really :D) of our world? Maybe. I hope so! Probably? Probably. But it is pretty entertaining to point out all of the hidden "meanings" within the song. ;) (That winky face should be *teehee'd* just for the fact that it's a winky face).

I'll admit I laughed.

And then if you really want to go on a rollercoaster of fun (*teehee* I need to stop doing that! Wait...crap. *teehee*), just check out Innuendo Bingo.

The contestants always tend to end up very wet... ;) (*teehee*) That actually isn't like how it sounds. They literally spew out the water they're drinking.

And now to end this very fun 50th post:

If a quiz is quizzical, what is a test?
...
Testic-

Exactly.

(*teehee*)

~Banana Win

P.S. For fun, see if you can count how many *teehees* I wrote in, and if there are any innuendos that I missed! Scroll down and rate my blog? You'd be an awesome person if you did! :D


Link to Innuendo Bingo (with danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil!).

Link to "C'mon Let Me Ride"-- Lyric Video & Music Video :D

"Listen" Up :)

Instead of talking about all the dramatic things going on in the world, such as the 2012 U.S. Election for President (GO OBAMA!), or the ten million wars in the world (boo...), or Hurricane Sandy (<3 NJ/NY), I'm going to talk about two new bands that I've been listening to for the past few months.

Yes. (I know right?!--Ignore all of the world's news/problems, and talk about MUSIC?!)
Why talk about the world's problems over and over if we can't even do anything to fix it?
I probably will end up ranting about that too, though...

Anyway, first band on the list is... (cue drumroll)...

Of Monsters and Men.

If you haven't heard of them, then go and listen to them! Albeit, I don't like all of their songs, but they do have some good ones. Namely: Little Talks. Maybe Mountain Sound, too. That's more indie though.

Very alternative sound right there.

And finally, the next band that I've been absolutely shit-crazy about it:

Imagine Dragons

Hopefully some of you have heard of them (cough--ASSASSIN'S CREED III--cough).
I could go on and on with their songs--almost every one of their songs are ones that I adore. Songs such as: It's Time, Radioactive, Bleeding Out, etc., etc., etc.

Now, to end this insanely short half of a blog kind of thing-a-majigee:

Bye. (Creative, I know!)

~Banana Win :D

P.S. Almost reached the 50 post mark with this one here!

It's Venting Time

It's been more two weeks now, since I last updated, and for these past weeks all I've been doing is going through this annoying cycle of plain discomfort.

I think it's safe to say, the past 3-4 months of my life have probably been among the most irritating, and among the months in which I've had the most anger.

Anger. That's something I seem to feel often, nowadays, and I'll fluctuate from some moody, depressed mood, to a light-hearted, approachable mood, right when I have someone to talk to.

And then I'll go right back to brooding when I'm alone again.

The kicker is, is that I wouldn't be in this case...if it weren't for external circumstances.

I absolutely hate not having control over my own life. Sure, there are some things that simply are uncontrollable, but I need that sense of security, that sense of belonging--all that of which I must choose.

And when a decision is taken away from me, and people say "Oh, it will get better!"--That just pisses me off to no end.

Do they understand what I'm feeling? What I'm going through?

What's even more annoying, is when people whom I don't even consider to be my true friends come up to me and say those things. They have no right to tell me that I will like a circumstance any better just because "I'll get used to it."

No, change can be good or bad, but change, when it is forced upon you, and when you are as stubborn and (somewhat) temperamental as me...it just causes these annoying feelings.

I feel like I have no control. So what do I do? I do all of my work a day in advance, just so that I don't have to worry about handing things in late. What do I get called? An over-achiever. Am I one? No. Not really. Instead, I'm just taking all this stress, and trying to reduce it by getting things done early. I don't want to have to deal with it. But somehow, even with all this extra free time that I have--that no one else has, I still feel this everlasting bitterness that just eats away from me everyday.

How is it fair that I do everything that I'm supposed to do, and more, but I still feel this gnawing stress at my bones.

Of course, that could just be the fact that all my friends, all the people that I truly care about are miles and miles away from me. And that the people I am now surrounded by are snobs.

And no, I'm not living in some hoity-toity city. Believe it or not, smaller towns have their fair share of stuck-up richies who seem to think that they're so much better than the neighboring town, so much better than everyone else.

As if they're in this small bubble of isolation, barred off from the real world. Because honestly, of the people I've met, I've never met people (my age) who are so naive--and in such great numbers too.

Basically, I'm just in this endless tug of war in my body, with all these external circumstances gnawing away at me, and with no one (not even family) whom I can truly turn to and feel better.

What am I supposed to do? I just want to get out of this town. Forget that I ever met thee prudish people. Curse their names to the high sky. I want to leave and find a better place, a place where I fit in, a place that is dominated by people with brains, or at least common sense.

Because maybe then, maybe this terrible fluctuation within me will stop, and I'll get rid of all this petty and hard-core stress that keeps on accumulating--and then maybe then, I'll feel better.

Sometimes I wonder why I even bother writing all these things, posting them on the internet. I do have a journal after all. Does anyone truly care what one person thinks, in comparison to the 7 billion people in the world today?

And my blog isn't even all that special. Just like my feelings, the posts fluctuate from humorous to thoughtful, to angry, to sad, to inspirational, if I'm really in the mood.

I don't know. I just don't know. As far as I'm concerned, I'm just a weird blogger who doesn't really "blog" so much as "rant", and doesn't really have "readers" so much as "people who accidentally stumble upon a random post."

Ah well. Yet still, I don't really mind it. Sometimes, I do wonder where all the page counts come from. I wonder about the types of people who read it. I wonder if I ever (unintentionally) insult someone. I wonder if I come off as some kind of lunatic. I do wonder these things. But as to whether I actually want people to acknowledge that they've read some of the things that I keep bottled up in me...is debatable.

But honestly, the internet is the only place where you can share your feelings, and still find people who won't judge you for your looks, your voice, your hair, or your eyes. They can only judge you for your words.

And to me, words are so much more powerful.

~*~

Well, I know that was probably a random smush of words that kind of just rambled on and on, but I don't want to edit it. It was a true rant, a venting if you will, through and through, and I really needed to get that out of my system before I post something light-hearted up here.

Anyway, just to accommodate the melancholy feel of this post, I've included one of the saddest (yet one of the most beautiful) songs I've heard.... Ride by Lana Del Rey.

And if you don't like her, don't bother.

~ Banana Win

To Be Polite?

I'm pretty sure everyone has had the issue that I'm having (and if they haven't yet, they one day will).
Politeness.

Remember those good all days when we were too young and innocent to fathom that what came out of our mouths could have negative effects on the people around us? And the times when we could tell the truth straight out, and not get reprimanded (at least too harshly)?

What happened to the age-old rule: "Honesty is the best policy"?

Because honestly, honesty can get you into the worst places sometimes. You know that hard spot between a rock and a wall? Yeah, bad, uncomfortable, awkward places.

Probably the worst set up are the questions that start with...

"So how do you like [insert noun/phrase/anything here]?"

This can go two ways. You can either say something along the lines of,

"I love it!"

"It's awesome."

"It's pretty good."

"It's fine."

Etc., etc., etc.

But what happens when one of those controversial questions come up?

"So how do you like One Direction?"

If this question is coming from a super-mega-teenage-girl-crazy-fan, and you don't like One Direction, then you, my friend, are screwed. The same applies for Beiber.

"So how do you like the food?"

It's atrocious. Terrible. I'm throwing up in my mouth. "It's delicious!"

See? Where do those answers come from? If the food wasn't good, why would we LIE and say it was?
Because we do not want to cause a shitstorm. [But if in response to your answer, more atrocious green goopy food is piled onto your plate, then you're still screwed.]

And that's where my problem comes in.

I do not follow the polite rules of society. I will cause that shitstorm, and then run like hell the minute the bomb goes off.

Well, after a few defensive spars.

But the way I look at it is, why should I lie? Lying will just give someone a false idea and cause unnecessary things to happen or occur.

Because even the white lie can bite you in the butt later, and hard.

Now, there is a difference between being blunt past polite standards, and being mean.

Think of beauty. Beauty all depends on who's looking ("Beauty is in the eye of the beholder").

So don't go calling people ugly.

But for grapes' sakes, why would you lie about liking someone's pie, or poem, or pony if you didn't like it?

Chances of me becoming mega-polite? Low--wait, scratch that. There is no chance.

The only time I bring out the politeness is when I'm around someone I either don't care about, someone who needs support, someone I need to impress, or someone important. And that's just because I don't particularly want to be looked at on a personal level with that person.

And that's that.

"I'm sorry...it tastes terrible."

~Banana Win

P.S. That's Julian Smith, by the way. And yes, I created the meme (after finding the picture). :D

A Sinking Ship

For any and all out there who need a lift up because they've been having a bad day:

Remember you're not alone.

If you're feeling like nothing's going right, it doesn't mean that things are going wrong.

Even when things seem impossible, it never truly is.

And if you're sad or depressed, imagine all the other people out there, just as sad and depressed as you, and remember that misery has company, and company's better than misery.

I just posted this because life hasn't been going well for me, and I know there are probably other people out their just like me who feel like they're just falling and falling...and they can't get back up. The only way to make it through is to reach for that imaginary finish line, and find something that keeps you going.

If art is what keeps you going, do it. If it's writing, write. If it's reading, then read.

But just remember that we're all just ships in the sea, and even if sometimes we feel about ready to sink, we just have to patch our planks and keep on sailing.