Understanding Me

It's interesting when someone understands you.  I don't get it, though.  If everyone is so adamant I did something wrong, how can this be?  No one understands me, mostly.  It's a bit strange.  I suppose I lived life away from my own parents with all I had with school and stuff.  It's funny when that's "what" someone does.  That might be a bit touchy.  It's too bad when something important goes wrong...