Bittersweet Candy Bowl

have you ever misheard something about a boy or girl you liked? here’s my sap story.

i was riding home on the bus, and i was talking to this girl about last nights basketball game. neither of us rode the bus that morning, so i asked her if i missed anything on the ride to school but she stayed with her friend. i like her friends sister. it sounded like she said “oh yeah, her sister had sex last night.” so i went into this mini depression. then i asked…” was it with *boyfriend’s name*?” she stared at me with this funny look for a few seconds, then said, “Ashton, i said SICK, not SEX.”

has something like this ever happened to you? if so… post below! (it doesn’t have to be about someone you like or love. anybody.)

No, never.

Yeah it’s just you man.

I’ve had an awkward time with someone I like mishearing about me- She saw me walking with my Ex every day (We’re still really close friends, but dating didn’t work out) and thought that I was going out with her. Whee, drama!

Nobody tells me anything, so I misunderstand everything.

Sorry, Scotch.

Hmm… Yes, but only things that have been quickly resolved, and never anything as… lewd as that. ^_^

Like that time I thought this friend of mine had started enjoying coffee.

… Why, yes, I am quite aware of how boring I am. ^_^

It’s happened to me. Someone thought I said “The KKK are wicked!” And called all the black kids on me. Cue immense beatdown, with me trying to fight off like, five black guys and a tomboy.

It was only after he figured out I said that the KKK are thickheads. Stupid prick.

wicked

Adjective
1. wicked (comparative wickeder or more wicked, superlative wickedest or most wicked) Evil or mischievous by nature; twisted.


… Oh? ^_^

ILB Why you…

Screw slang YO. It’s so wack! *brick’d*

What? It is true. ^_^

I never mishear anything im good at listening

ILB: Trollers gonna Troll. :l

But seriously, you know what I meant.

Yes, I do know exactly what you meant. But every time I hear frat boys claim that they are “so bad” I want to go over and be so very British with them. ^_^

ILB, it is one of the joys of being British. Ludicrous anger/discomfort at bad grammar, spelling and punctuation is both a blessing and a curse.
I have a story kind of like this, but it wasn’t about what I said. Basically, I got bored at the end of lesson and ended up turning a spare sheet of A4 into a paper lily. I’m usually the last one out, and was about to dump it in the bin (not much you can do with origami, in a boy’s school, when you’re done with it) when my teacher told me how nice it was and asked me if she could keep it. I didn’t see a problem with that, and by lunchtime I ended up with most of my year asking me when our next date was. This is why co-ed schools are infinitely better than single-sex. At least, I hope girls aren’t as crass and stupid.


Haven’t stopped folding, though.

Hee. Well, that would be a strange experience, naturally. ^_^

The embarrassment faded, and the experience has become rose-tinted with nostalgia. Strange how that happens

I mishear really weird things all the time, but then I give whoever said it a strange look and they tell me what they really said. Seriously, all the time. (Nothing that has caused any trouble or drama, though)

ahahaha i read in a mg beofre that this girl’s friend asked what her last period was like XD so she said sticky and blobbly like usuall XD it turned out her friend meant period as in last lesson XD

never happen to me i don’t think XD

I’m kinda hard of hearing. Mishearing things is my entire life. I just assume if I hear something weird I just misheard it, I’ll ask whoever to rephrase what they said if I’m really curious.

I gotta good one. One day i got expelled for saying i had a gun in my locker. i just wanted to play a joke. but it back and bit me in the ass. I was scared out of my mind that i was being held inside a room with a police officer and i told them i never meant it and that i’m not a violent person. So the first thing they do is search my locker. and then they made me write a statement saying why i would say such a thing. so i sat there for 4 hours not knowing that they have contacted my ex-girl friend saying i was insane and that (apperently from what i heard from her) i drew a picture of her and i was killing her. ofcourse i always liked her and i never had a reason to kill her. at the time i was still missing her. I even wrote a song about her on my guitar and it’s simple but it sounds nice. and so they kicked me out of school saying don’t come back untill you have a psychological analysis. well when i got into the car with my dad it was complete silence. and then occaisionally “Why would you say that?” because well i got away with it before. and i did and no one cared. first i went to comcare which was scarier than hell. I had this social worker who looked alot like berta from “two and a half men” and she asked me very personal questions in front of my friggen dad. Have you been on any drugs? whats your fascination with guns? did you have a sexual relationship with your girl friend. Are you Gay? after that was over dad asked her to write a mental analysis. she said she couldn’t do that. while i was in the lobby. i heard this woman in the other room screaming and banging on the walls. “You have no Idea how many times i’ve been raped!” it was scary. the security guys took care of her though. then i went to See Matt, my therapist who would write me a psychological evaluation and figure out why i said what i said. after 3 months we figured out that i was an attention whore. It explained why i had no fear in speaking publicly or performing in front of an audience. it also explained why everyone has mixed opinions about me and usually they aren’t good. so now i was trying to convince Heather, my ex. that i was not insane and i didn’t want to kill her. to this day i have been unsucessful. She believes everything her elders tell her. and I realized there’s no way of getting her back. That is got to be the biggist misunderstanding of my life. I have feeling you guys are gonna be like. wow. Okay… uhh? ur really wierd….

Ouch. I hope things get better for you Meleeman.

Well yeah I just focus on my goals and school now. I feel like I don’t have time for a girlfriend anyway, and when ever i do have time it’s spent on the computer or on my musical instraments. but yeah i finnally don’t really care anymore, and right now it feels like i’m square one. with alot more knowledge than what i had. Wow i feel alot like Daisy at the moment….