This isn't a story. This isn't a silly blog. This is in fact nothing.
Misjudgement is a hope that thinks aren't as you see them to be. You tell yourself your original decision was flawed and the perspective you see now is correct. It's a lie, but you know it. Why do you insist that things are a way which they are not? Cowardice. I'll admit, it's an overused movie line, but "You can't handle the truth" describes what you feel. You want something to be disproved so badly that you manage to see a trash bin as a red mailbox. In the end though, you can't pay your bills and that red mailbox is how you wish your life was; safe, secure, going somewhere.
Is misjudgement worthy? Perhaps. Another condition of misjudgement would be that letting yourself believe a false reality saved someone, or better yet, you. For example, you see a man with rags while walking down the alley. Instead of assuming he's a drug addict and violent, you instead think of him as a man down on his luck. You give him all the money your wallet, stopping his plan of stabbing you in the gut and taking your wallet anyway.
Most people perceive and interpret misjudgement as one thing: human error. Enter the artistic license. 1+1=10 isn't wrong, you have to perceive it in base 2. The iPhone 4 wasn't a mistake, you're just holding it wrong.
No. 1+1=10 is incorrect unless you provide a subscript 2. The iPhone 4 was just fail. That's all.
So imagine a drawing of a young dragon. However, that young dragon also has a tear in its wing. Of course, that concludes that the young dragon has already been in violent quarrels. You still imagine that young dragon as happy?
Misjudgement, bitches.
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So is there a moral to all of this?
grow up
Like I said, assumptions. If you met a kid with a cleft lip, would you assume automatically then, that he was knifed? For all the backstory of my characters that you know, it could have been an accident or whatever. And when did I ever say that it was happy? More assumptions on your part. -shrugs-
If you see a scar over someone’s eye, do you assume he has been slashed over the eye, or could it be a genetic defect?
You can make the same argument with the dragon. Null and void.
Woah why are people getting so edgy about this blog? Null and void, what do you mean? I’m not trying to prove anything here.
btw, Article 12 of The United Nations Universal Declaration of Human Rights states, “No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks.”
Not that it relates to anything but they spelled it “honour”.
if it was lolnothinglol den why pst it?
obv it waz sumthing
gawd way 2 waste space
Vutales confuses me a lot.
Uh, misjudgement isn’t a word.
LOL pwned.
arly, you fail.
Shit I misjudged that damn dictionary
EDIT: I just checked it out and it is
LOL pwned.
arly, you fail.
epic
Uh, yes, it is, though it’s incorrect in regular English rules, it’s uses in legal papers and bindings. I remember reading “misjudger” and “misjudgement” in my mom’s insurance books.
http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/misjudgment
You added an ‘e’.
Both abridgment and the more regular abridgement are current in America, only the latter in the UK.[97] Similarly for the word lodg(e)ment. Both judgment and judgement are in use interchangeably everywhere, although the former prevails in America and the latter prevails in the UK[98] except in the practice of law, where judgment is standard. The similar situation holds for abridgment. Both forms of English fledgling to fledgeling, but ridgeling to ridgling.
We speak American here.
Except for Vusys.
’cause he’s pro.
You have lost your right to call yourself a Canadian. Do you remember that time when Barney got the living shit beat out of him at a Tim Horton’s?
This is what I don’t even.
Wow Arly. =/
I’m trying to understand your blog but I seem to fail doing so. I cant seem to grasp the base 2 logic in 1+1=10. I feel dumb 🙁
I’m trying to keep my head in reality (as my imagination is a fucked up scary and sometimes depressing place) and get things done in real life.