miz undastood is just too easy . Being understood is what humans communicate for. If you’re mizundastood you should change your name to “Mrs” Understood, because you are just not doing it right. Try harder. Draw a picture. Make a poem, put it to music. If you can’t be understood on one level it’s time to go to another; unless, of course, being understood is not your goal. If you wish to be misunderstood your task is relatively simple, starting with gibberish. At this hour of the morning gibberish is the best I can come up with; no diamond-hard, razor sharp communications for me. Mush is the best I can offer. Therefore, misunderstand me at your leisure! I won’t correct you. It’s really time to try to get to sleep anyway.
i am misunderstood. everything i say tends to be misinterpreted and then used against me or upsets someone in one way or another. So I lie, constantly and to pretty much everyone, because that way i’m misunderstood but accepted. I’m honest to my girlfriend, but I think she may be drifting away, and I’m fucked if I lose her. Because I love her.
Everyone in misunderstood at some point. I can’t help but feel like I’m misunderstood by nearly everyone. And I’m wondering if I’m misunderstanding this exercise- is it some sort of psychological test? Count the number of sad words or something?? I am terribly misunderstood.
the greatest things are often misunderstood. simple things are often misunderstood. it takes an open mind and shit free perspective to see what should be understood. people are not screwed up, different or in other extreme cases evil, just misunderstood.
i don`t know what could make sense in writing anything about something misunderstood when i`m afraid of being judged by others with this word. it seeks a logic, a sense. nothing should remain so.
never thought i would have found a way to make sense to anybody but you know it was just me being too preoccupied to say anything…how many times do I have to learn that not everyone understands what I am trying to say
Misunderstood is what you were when I told you the truth. Life really is how you understand it. My life is different from yours and yours is different from how you choose yours to be.
When I am misunderstood, I tend to make a noise through my teeth that resembles the slow loss of air from a zeppelin, and I narrow my eyes as though I’m about to collapse within upon myself, like a star about to supernova.
the youth of today are definatley misunderstood. only becasue no one takes the TIME to understand them. you assume. so thats what we are. and that image of what were not travel across the globe,
I’m misunderstood most of the time because I don’t understand me myself. I don’t know who to be in a minute and when to smile or laugh at the right second …
A song by the Animals – Don’t let me be Misunderstood. – A cover probably. Being misunderstood is a facet of communication that should not happen. Yet we cannot with confidence instill a particlar feeking or mindset in another person. Communication will be misunderstood. Be ready for that.
Dear diary,
I don’t know why they think that way. People in school are so horrible sometimes. They think that I don’t know what they are talking about behind my back but I’m not deaf. I am not what they make me out to be. I’m misunderstood. So misunderstood. It’s so difficult trying to go through life with their labels on my back. I’m sick of it.
“It’s not his fault, he’s just misunderstood!!” My mother yelled at the security guard.
I hung my head and turned away. I glanced around the bare cell I was stood in, as familiar to me as an old friend. I didn’t want to see this again. Put her through this again. It is my fault. I’m not misunderstood. I’m guilty.
i feel entirely different. i try to explain myself. my thoughts. my feelings. my actions. you are unaware of nothing. i feel entirely misunderstood. i try to help you understand, but you don’t. you can’t.
The first time I saw her I gazed like a man lost to his fantasies. The second time I grew shaky and began to sweat as I considered approaching her. The last time I saw her we locked eyes and I immediately looked away and left. We’re all a little misunderstood.
What couldn’t be worse than being misunderstood? To not to be able to get the point across that you may spend hours, days, months, years, or decades trying to prove. Miscontruing a message is often worse than not saying anything at all.
When something’s or someone’s intention or meaning is confused by another. That is a concept can be misunderstood or a person can be misjudged and said to be misunderstood or misplaced.
i hate being misunderstood. it’s just so dumb, gosh i mean in today’s society so many people are misunderstood, it is like people are so afraid to be themselves. it’s very sad.
How time flies, but oh how misunderstood, time really is. What exactly is it that we don’t understand about time, it is so intangible and so misunderstood.
ive never been one to be accepted into groups easily. everything thinks i’m a huge bitch. i’m super nice but very opinionated. thats what i think of when i see “misunderstood.”
My words are often misunderstood
my thoughts disjointed, wild things
Emotions trample my rational mind
Tie my tidy phrases into knots
That lose the meaning, in the air,
That came so easy to my thoughts.
can anyone, anything really be understood? I don’t think so. following that logic, misunderstanding shouldn’t be the negative, but the default. there should instead be a mis(misunderstood)
The term that defines a generation. How many times has each of us stood there and thought that misunderstood accurately sums up the events that have transpired.
What can I say that hasn’t already been said? It is the fundamental human condition. We are always misunderstood, and we always, always, misunderstand.
I misunderstood life in general, its purpose in particular. Where others find happiness, I find sorrow. When others are joyous, I’m grim and morbidly brooding. People are capable of lying to themselves to be happy. I can’t lie to myself.
Awkward conversations where one person says one thing and then stares in confusion as the other person rambles on about something that makes no sense in the context of the conversation. Stop, dawning of realization of mistake. Short bursts of laughter. “I meant…”
i hate the way everyone sees us and just judges, they’re so stupid why can’t they just leave me alone. People could just get along if they took the time to listen if they took the time to understand but they won’t, they never will, because they’re so stuck intheir own pathetic lives they can’t even s
People always called me lucky, I had everything. A successful family, a good job, a good education.
A successful family too busy for me.
A job I hated.
An education filled with upper class snobs.
I’m so misunderstood.
I really misunderstood the concept! I thought I could see the definition of the each word with related story!
But this is also challenging and fun to write!
But how do I see what others wrote?
miz undastood is just too easy . Being understood is what humans communicate for. If you’re mizundastood you should change your name to “Mrs” Understood, because you are just not doing it right. Try harder. Draw a picture. Make a poem, put it to music. If you can’t be understood on one level it’s time to go to another; unless, of course, being understood is not your goal. If you wish to be misunderstood your task is relatively simple, starting with gibberish. At this hour of the morning gibberish is the best I can come up with; no diamond-hard, razor sharp communications for me. Mush is the best I can offer. Therefore, misunderstand me at your leisure! I won’t correct you. It’s really time to try to get to sleep anyway.
“Eddie?”
“Yeah, Paige?”
“Ummmmm, why did you bring me the framinhammer?”
“That’s what you asked for.”
“No, I SAID, if the monster gets hold of a framinhammer that we’re all done for.”
“Oh. Crap.”
i am misunderstood. everything i say tends to be misinterpreted and then used against me or upsets someone in one way or another. So I lie, constantly and to pretty much everyone, because that way i’m misunderstood but accepted. I’m honest to my girlfriend, but I think she may be drifting away, and I’m fucked if I lose her. Because I love her.
Everyone in misunderstood at some point. I can’t help but feel like I’m misunderstood by nearly everyone. And I’m wondering if I’m misunderstanding this exercise- is it some sort of psychological test? Count the number of sad words or something?? I am terribly misunderstood.
we always misunderstood the true intention of an action, be it scolding or a simple smile.
the greatest things are often misunderstood. simple things are often misunderstood. it takes an open mind and shit free perspective to see what should be understood. people are not screwed up, different or in other extreme cases evil, just misunderstood.
i don`t know what could make sense in writing anything about something misunderstood when i`m afraid of being judged by others with this word. it seeks a logic, a sense. nothing should remain so.
never thought i would have found a way to make sense to anybody but you know it was just me being too preoccupied to say anything…how many times do I have to learn that not everyone understands what I am trying to say
Misunderstood is what you were when I told you the truth. Life really is how you understand it. My life is different from yours and yours is different from how you choose yours to be.
funny how you can be misunderstood. I went to the shops to buy some sausages and some vaseline for my lips. I got so many dirty looks.
everyday everywhere everyone.
When I am misunderstood, I tend to make a noise through my teeth that resembles the slow loss of air from a zeppelin, and I narrow my eyes as though I’m about to collapse within upon myself, like a star about to supernova.
the youth of today are definatley misunderstood. only becasue no one takes the TIME to understand them. you assume. so thats what we are. and that image of what were not travel across the globe,
I’m misunderstood most of the time because I don’t understand me myself. I don’t know who to be in a minute and when to smile or laugh at the right second …
A song by the Animals – Don’t let me be Misunderstood. – A cover probably. Being misunderstood is a facet of communication that should not happen. Yet we cannot with confidence instill a particlar feeking or mindset in another person. Communication will be misunderstood. Be ready for that.
I was misunderstood. By whom you ask. By the whole world!! I wanted happiness. but it gave me money. I didn’t want money! I wanted happiness!
Dear diary,
I don’t know why they think that way. People in school are so horrible sometimes. They think that I don’t know what they are talking about behind my back but I’m not deaf. I am not what they make me out to be. I’m misunderstood. So misunderstood. It’s so difficult trying to go through life with their labels on my back. I’m sick of it.
xxx
i am great
“It’s not his fault, he’s just misunderstood!!” My mother yelled at the security guard.
I hung my head and turned away. I glanced around the bare cell I was stood in, as familiar to me as an old friend. I didn’t want to see this again. Put her through this again. It is my fault. I’m not misunderstood. I’m guilty.
i feel entirely different. i try to explain myself. my thoughts. my feelings. my actions. you are unaware of nothing. i feel entirely misunderstood. i try to help you understand, but you don’t. you can’t.
The first time I saw her I gazed like a man lost to his fantasies. The second time I grew shaky and began to sweat as I considered approaching her. The last time I saw her we locked eyes and I immediately looked away and left. We’re all a little misunderstood.
What couldn’t be worse than being misunderstood? To not to be able to get the point across that you may spend hours, days, months, years, or decades trying to prove. Miscontruing a message is often worse than not saying anything at all.
When something’s or someone’s intention or meaning is confused by another. That is a concept can be misunderstood or a person can be misjudged and said to be misunderstood or misplaced.
i hate being misunderstood. it’s just so dumb, gosh i mean in today’s society so many people are misunderstood, it is like people are so afraid to be themselves. it’s very sad.
why? why me? no one understands. my life sucks. i didn’t mean it that way, it just came out. dammit, i have no idea how i’m going to fix this…
How time flies, but oh how misunderstood, time really is. What exactly is it that we don’t understand about time, it is so intangible and so misunderstood.
wrongly accusing someone of doing something they did not.
ive never been one to be accepted into groups easily. everything thinks i’m a huge bitch. i’m super nice but very opinionated. thats what i think of when i see “misunderstood.”
My words are often misunderstood
my thoughts disjointed, wild things
Emotions trample my rational mind
Tie my tidy phrases into knots
That lose the meaning, in the air,
That came so easy to my thoughts.
can anyone, anything really be understood? I don’t think so. following that logic, misunderstanding shouldn’t be the negative, but the default. there should instead be a mis(misunderstood)
i guess i misunderstood. what a tragic fucking shame.
The term that defines a generation. How many times has each of us stood there and thought that misunderstood accurately sums up the events that have transpired.
i have always been misunderstood, people misread my anger, most of it is directed towards me, but is often read as i am angry at the world.
What can I say that hasn’t already been said? It is the fundamental human condition. We are always misunderstood, and we always, always, misunderstand.
missy elliot. confused. immature. lacking. too smart. not smart enough to elaborate.
I misunderstood life in general, its purpose in particular. Where others find happiness, I find sorrow. When others are joyous, I’m grim and morbidly brooding. People are capable of lying to themselves to be happy. I can’t lie to myself.
Awkward conversations where one person says one thing and then stares in confusion as the other person rambles on about something that makes no sense in the context of the conversation. Stop, dawning of realization of mistake. Short bursts of laughter. “I meant…”
i hate the way everyone sees us and just judges, they’re so stupid why can’t they just leave me alone. People could just get along if they took the time to listen if they took the time to understand but they won’t, they never will, because they’re so stuck intheir own pathetic lives they can’t even s