So you know, The title on my posts are either the song I am listening to right now, or a song that I believe fits my thoughts on said post. Also, I will hide little references to songs inside my posts.
And now for something COMPLETELY different...
Ambiguous. It's a great word.
In my opinion everything is a little ambiguous, mostly because everyone has different perceptions. I was talking with one of my roommates earlier about what should she do in a particular 'what if' situation regarding dating. This in itself is a little perilous as I don't really have the best track record with dating (but then, who does?). Anyway, she told me about her what if situation(s) in such a way that her different options sounded absolutely resolute in their interpretation. The only thing I could think during this is "that's not necessarily how it will be interpreted." For example, if a guy asked me out, the only think I know for sure is that he asked me out. I don't know what he's thinking at all. Is he interested? Did he just need a date this weekend? I have no idea. And what of my response? If I say yes, does that say I am interested? If I say no because I'm busy does that denote disinterest? If I say "no, but lets do something another time" does that say I am very interested? Not really! I may be having an off day and be brusque in me response even if I am interested. Or perhaps it's the flips side. And really, at that early stage, I shant have likely formulated my own opinions strongly enough to where one date would mean all that much anyway. You can't deduce other people opinions based on so little information! What's the scientific rule? Something about needing a certain amount of data to make an accurate conclusion . . .
In all this convoluted storytelling (and I do have a bad habit of making the shortest story incredibly drawn-out) my conviction is that it doesn't matter what words you use exactly when you say something, nor does it matter when you do something that might possibly be interpreted incorrectly. Chances are it will. And really, if you have to weigh all of the possible interpretations before saying something, you'll never say anything, which is even more ambiguous in meaning.
So what if someone takes something little the wrong way? It was bound to happen eventually, and life is full of misinterpretation; that's what makes it so interesting. Can you imagine a world of perfect communication? I think that'd be kind of boring, don't you?
Another Day - Pomplamoose
Lyrics:
Another day shows it's face
I'm half awake half in space
And if you told me I looked beautiful well that would just be in poor taste
Another hour flying by
I've yet to shower yet to dry
And if you told me I was wonderful I probably would wonder why
I am yours, you are mine
I am yours, you are mine, so it's alright
Another plate in the sink
We're half the same half distinct
And if you told me I was perfect I'd assume you had too much to drink
I am yours, you are mine
I am yours, you are mine, so it's alright
Another day fades away
You're half asleep half in space
And if you told me we were dreaming I would pinch you to prove we're awake
Yeah, if you told me we were dreaming I would pinch you to prove we're awake
If you told me we were dreaming I would pinch you to prove we're awake
Yeah, if you told me we were dreaming I would pinch you to prove we're awake
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