Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Greetings
Hey, Hi, Hello,Yo, Whats up, Holla...
No matter the word, greetings have always felt awkward to me. The act of using an introductory word in order to spark some sort of conversation is just so strange. I've yet to master it.
Just the other day, I attempted to rekindle some sort of relationship with this guy I know and I could barely manage a greeting. Hi, Hello, Hey, they all seem so stiff and impersonal. It felt...wrong. Why can't we just start conversations straight off the bat. Screw the pleasantries (who needs those), lets just get into the nitty gritty, the marrow of the bone, the good stuff, am I wrong? I suppose eras of greetings have rendered the absence of hi's and hello's ridiculous, and I suppose I'm being a little ridiculous.
i dont know.
It just makes getting back together with people, and reconnecting so hard; and as a socially awkward teenager, mustering the strength to utter those words takes an inane amount of effort. I mean, I usually just end up scrapping the whole idea of conversation, and receding back into the dark cave known as my bedroom. Yeah, I don't go out.
Well whatever, I guess.
Greetings.
No matter the word, greetings have always felt awkward to me. The act of using an introductory word in order to spark some sort of conversation is just so strange. I've yet to master it.
Just the other day, I attempted to rekindle some sort of relationship with this guy I know and I could barely manage a greeting. Hi, Hello, Hey, they all seem so stiff and impersonal. It felt...wrong. Why can't we just start conversations straight off the bat. Screw the pleasantries (who needs those), lets just get into the nitty gritty, the marrow of the bone, the good stuff, am I wrong? I suppose eras of greetings have rendered the absence of hi's and hello's ridiculous, and I suppose I'm being a little ridiculous.
i dont know.
It just makes getting back together with people, and reconnecting so hard; and as a socially awkward teenager, mustering the strength to utter those words takes an inane amount of effort. I mean, I usually just end up scrapping the whole idea of conversation, and receding back into the dark cave known as my bedroom. Yeah, I don't go out.
Well whatever, I guess.
Greetings.
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Introducing Veriture
Veriture // Definition: A combination of adventure and veritas.
Veritas // Definition: A really pretty word I heard some guy say outloud. Is it latin? I will never know...
As you can see, it's just a bunch of gumbo.
I guess this is my introduction to this blog, and I have to say I am very rusty. The last time I put anything written out into the blogosphere was perhaps when I was 11. A drama queen I was, so I started a gossip blog chewing out my kid friends and venting my elementary frustrations. Horrendous, I know. I've certainly come a long way from those days though. I've discarded the closet of Abercrombie and Fitch and adopted my own sense of being and style! God, I sound chipper and cliche. To be frank, I want to write. Well actually, I want to improve my writing, which according to my AP English teacher needs severe improvement. So in the wake of that wake-up call, I've started this blog!
Now I suppose you're wondering what in the heck I'm going to bore you all with. In this sea of food, fashion, and lifestyle blogs it is mucho hard to be different. So, I'm going the generic route. Screw different, these days I'm adopting a status quo mindset, at least when it comes to blogging. Fashion, food, travel, I want to do all of it, and maybe along the way insert a few of my personal thoughts.
I'm no longer a blog virgin! The hymen has broke! I'll stop.
See you soon
- P
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