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A maturer, immaturer, darker, lighter, funnier, seriouser me.
#805847 added February 4, 2014 at 11:00pm
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Some Nights
Okay so I don't like FUN's music. But, this one song "Some Nights" actually explains my thought patterns pretty well. And, so, for my first soundtrack of my life thingy I'll do it. Now, only the first half of the lyrics really apply. Not the last half. So I'm just going to do a lyric by lyric interpretation or something along the lines of that.

This is the story of my life right now.

Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Okay so as you may or may not know I am extremely socially disadvantaged. I sometimes feel like I have everything possible working against me. If my friends actually let me know about what parties and stuff are happening I can't go because I don't have a ride. People for whatever reason find me annoying, and no one cites a specific reason ever. I don't like the popular things, football, stuff like that.
Some nights I call it a draw
And yet other times I am completely happy with everything and wouldn't change a thing.
Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle
Sometimes I have so much fun just talking and having conversations and people seem to really appreciate what I have to say or at least acknowledge it (I love it when Isaac says 'that's actually kind of cool')
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off
And more often than not I find myself saying something that is turned against me. Even if there is nothing wrong with what I say. People either think I'm strange, turn it around to make me a laughingstock, or reply with something intended to be insulting to me.

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Yet I continue on. I'm sure I could find people who appreciate me more. But I don't look. I deal with whatever happened yesterday and hope that the next day will be better.
Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for oh
And the ultimate question is how far do I go? How much am I willing to put up with? Will I ever just give up?
Whoa oh oh (What do I stand for?)
Whoa oh oh (What do I stand for?)
Most nights I don't know anymore...
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh,
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh

And then this is solely for musical purpose.

This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?

Feel like this is the attitude my friends have on life.
I was never one to believe the hype
Save that for the black and white

I really hate politics, not even government politics but just social politics. Usually there's something that gets me into social trouble because of some sort of politics.
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked,
I feel like I'm trying harder than ever and I don't think I've ever felt pushed out as much. My mom says I am trying too hard, like if someone's at a comfortable distance from me and they try to get closer I push them out, that's what they're doing. Makes sense. But I feel like if I don't try I won't get invited or missed anyways.
But here they come again to jack my style
And yet it feels like everyday there is something new that someone laughs at me for. It frustrates me that no one takes me seriously.

Okay so all that's left to do is link it I guess.

Okay now for the BCOF Prompt:

What was your favorite Super Bowl commercial?
I didn't see most of them but I liked the super popular RadioShack one.

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