Cryptic Messages

Like most people, I am moderately addicted to Twitter. I know it's a fun little micro-blog used to share sporadic thoughts throughout the day but I don't get the vagueness of some people's tweets. Examples: "OMG, BEST DAY EVER." Or "CAN'T WAIT TIL TOMORROW." Oh! And worse off all, actually addressing someone as "YOU" when you don't actually identify them. Phrases like this mean NOTHING!

Thank you, Khloe, for making my point.

(You're still my favorite Kardashian. But shh!)

Maybe it's the english-major-writing-nazi in me, but if you have to ask any of the 5 W's (who, what, where, why, & when) then your "thought" is not tweet worthy. Allusions are a different story. I'm not talking about something you merely don't get. I'm talking about an unpolished thought. WHY was it the best day ever, WHY can't you wait until tomorrow, and WHO is "YOU". I know 140 characters isn't much, but if you can't fit a complete thought within such a confined space, then I encourage you to find a different way to express it. Blog about it, for instance. If I were to tweet "F*** cryptic messages" it would cause a bit of confusion amongst my 5 followers. I might get a response like "@NabilaAnn Huh? You got a cryptic msg? From who?" I'd then be forced to tweet back explaining that their is a difference between ambiguity and nonsense all while apologizing for the misunderstanding. If you ask me, it's all just way more trouble than it is worth. Clarity is key people and a little explanation never hurt nobody!

Leaving A Trace

Designing this layout was a job and a half. I've haven't read html for over a year now so all the lettering and symbols looked a bit foreign. It's nice to know it all comes back pretty quickly though.  Too bad I can't say the same for my Spanish.. or French. 

Anyways, this is my new blog! Reading through my old one was a fun reminiscent.  It's nice to know I can always look back on the pictures from road trips, or how I "AHHHHHH"-ed about getting my acceptance letter to Rutgers.  Difference though, on this blog I'm attempting to limit my complaints (key word there, limit) and ramblings about all sorts of nothing.  

So why blog?  Well, like everyone else, "it's a way to express my feelings" (did you roll your eyes? Yeah, me too).  To get to the point, I cleaned my bookshelf the other day and stumbled across a book I got as a birthday gift when I was around 14.  It's called Leaving A Trace. The woman who gave it to me, Susan, thought journaling would be a good outlet for me.  According to the book, it's suppose to lead to creativity and reading the journals of others is suppose to put Life into perspective.  Okay, great, I get that.  But blogging always seemed a bit narcissistic to me. Who really cares what any of us have to say? Turns out blogging isn't as vain at I presumed, especially when compared to Facebook and the fifty-time-a-day-status-update. Instead, it's simply a Trace.  Ten years from now, it'll be kind of cool to remember what I'm like now.