*sing holding your nose*
"IT'S FRIDAY IT'S FRIDAY IT'S FRIDAY yesterday was Thursday, today is Friday and tomorrow is Saturday and the day after is Sunday, Friday, Friday...."
She begins by complaining about her week, then wakes up Friday to get ready for school. She begins to eat cereal with her family (I'm sure it was a green screened fake family because her real one probably disowned her), then she gets picked up by her friends in a nice convertable. Her friends don't look old enough to drive, but no that doesn't stop them. Afterall, it's Friday. Then she sings several verses contemplating which seat to sit in. There are 5 seats, and there are already 4 of her friends in the car. Who does she think she is anyway?? Is she really thinking about shuffling all her friends around so she can have the front seat? You stupid, arrogant girl. Then, randomly a 50 year old black man pulls up and starts rapping in a convertable of his own. I hope they aren't going to the same party.
She sounds like pure, unfiltered, verbal diarrea.
Person 2: Look, nowhere in that incoherant rambling was anything that we consider close to a rational thought. Everybody around you is dumber because of listening to you. You have been awarded no points. May God have mercy on your soul.
Rebecca Black: Cheer up! It's Friday Friday Friday Friday...
Person 2: Thursday, man! Didn't you learn anything from the new Rebecca Black song?
She is clearly talking about the struggle for identity which all teenagers go through, when they don't really know their place in the world, or their 'seat' if you will. Seriously, this girl is a fucking genius.
I thought it was more about the socioeconomic role of those in the front seat taking the lead in propelling industry and fiscal disparity between social classes, and those in the backseats being beholden to their whims. She's in the backseat, and clearly at the behest of the monetary elite who are driving her about, but she's also achieved a zen-like calm about her plight and has learned to enjoy the backseat, which she shares with her friends in a similar plight. The awkward smiles on their brace-laden mouths expresses a subtlety of both pain, at what they can never have, and an almost joy at their acquiescence to capitalism's class divergence. She's at peace with the back seat, and I think we can all take comfort in that lesson.
But lest we forget, she is sitting in the middle of the three back seats. She can still perfectly see straight ahead at the wide open roads aka opportunities to move up in the world. Clearly she still feels some longing and jealousy towards the monetary elite. The repetition of "fun fun fun fun" seems as if she is trying to drum it into her head that she is content with her social standing, but she is not truly believing it. I hope we get a sequel to the video.
"Yesterday was Thursday,
Today is Friday,
Tomorrow is Satuday,
And Sunday comes afterwards."
P2: "i don't know, ask Rebecca Black"
RB: "it's FRYday FRYday"
And Sunday comes afterwards") and in which she also can't make up her mind in which seat to sit in on her friends car.
Basically, she makes Justin Bieber sound good.
Person 2: No *listens*
Friday, next comes Saturday,