Everyone always complains that no one understands them... And by this I mean EVERYONE. I include myself in this along with every friend that i have ever had, because at one point or another every single one of us has has complained (even if it was just in our heads) that no one understands us. Well, I've been thinking about it and how I felt that remarkably few people in my grade really knew me back at Friends. Anyway, after thinking about it for a while and indulging myself in a bit of recreational self-pity I decided that a healthy bit of misunderstanding is a good thing. I don't think I really want anyone to completely know me (significant other excluded). I think I'd rather stay a little but mysterious and misunderstood. That way, I can still surprise people.