Ten Things I Hate About Xanga (Or The Ways People Abuse It)

By Bethany

1. People get offended if you don't leave them comments.

2. The idea of an "online journal" is totally ridiculous... everyone knows that people read xangas, so to act like you are writing your "personal" thoughts is lame... if your thoughts are personal you write them in a private journal, not a public internet site. Stuff on xanga is stuff you want people to see.

3. You only get one picture, whereas facebook gives you unlimited pictures and photo albums!

4. People use it as a way to bitch about Willow Creek, which makes me mad, because most people who do it were raised there and have no idea how good they have it. No church is perfect and every church (similarly to how every PERSON) has its own problems to deal with. Until you were raised in presbyterian sunday school with a pastor who is one of the morally corrupt men to walk the earth, stop whining.

5. People seem. To think that. Using periods in random. Places. To create short. Choppy. Sentences. Makes them seem. Somehow deeper or. More intellectual.

6. Eprops is a stupid word...

7. ... but I dont want to leave you any "sparkling love hearts" or "cold starry nights" either.

8. People use xanga to say "controversial" things as a way to "rock the boat," when in reality they often don't have a concept of what might or might not be appropriate to say.

9. It should be spelled with a Z so people can say it right... not that anyone has really heard of it anyways...

10. I hate the fact that some JesusRapture guy keeps leaving me massive comments about the End Times being upon us.

The End.

I think the truth is that i don't hate XANGA... i just hate how people use it. I guess i hate READING xangas.

viva facebook!

Currently Watching Saved By the Bell - The New Class: Season 6 & 7 see related

Okay so you know Burt's Bees? My friend got a bunch of that stuff as a gift and didnt want it, so she gave it to me. Im like okay sure, why not. So this morning i use my new Wild Lettuce Complexion Soap, and much to my surprise it felt amaaaaazing afterwards. I walked to art talking to my friend Jamie about how much i liked this stuff.

Fast forward a few hours. Im telling my friend Jessie about it in my room, when i notice the unopened bar of Wild Lettuce Complexion Soap sitting on my desk. "Hm.. i dont remember there being TWO bars of complexion soap..." I think to myself. I go over to the sink where i left the bar i used and look at the wrapper...

In my morning fogginess i grabbed the Rosemary Mint Shampoo Bar instead. Dangit. My face smells like dandruff-control. And it worked so well on my face too...

The end.

PS friday we are going to see Tyrone Wells for FREE! and saturday we are trying out to be on America's Next Top Model! WOOOOOO

I'd like to quote lyrics from the world-famous musical legend known as will ferrell:

Mondays, oh I hate mondays!

They make me so steamed.

Weekends! I prefer the weekends!

Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!

Here is my rundown for every monday:

Scene opens: 7:00am

wake up

do three miles on the track for my fitness credit

shower

8:45 breakfast

9:30 chapel

10:40 class

11:50 class

12:45 lunch

3:30 leave APU for Pomona

4-6:30 play with/tutor underpriveleged (read: ROWDY) elementary schoolers for Ministry and Service

7:30-10:30 Class

11:00 LAC (Living Area Council... like student council for dorms) meeting

12something CRASH!!!

end scene.

so there it is folks, every monday from here on out. wo0o0o.

the good news is that Tara didn't get a rose on the bachelor tonight. the bad news: mohana did get one.

Also, my sister goes to Fremd now because my family is moving, and nobody ever calls me or even emails me to tell me what the heck is going on. its quite sad. the last 2 times i talked to my family was when i called them... multiple times... frustrating.

On an end note, i have the hiccups and its almost making me laugh because my roomie is sleeping and im over here by the light of my still-illuminated christmas lights, writing on xanga and hiccupping ridiculously.

"You're a Cohen now... welcome to my world of insecurity and paralyzing self-doubt!" -Seth Cohen, love of my life

what a wonderful weekend :)

friday- jay's birthday party!! his family doesnt really do birthdays... so we had a pretty hardcore party now that he's in cali! I know what youre asking: "By 'hardcore' do you mean going to boomers for arcade games, rock wall, go karts and cosmic minigolf?" the answer, my friends, is YES. That is precisely what I mean. And there were hulk party hats and treat bags involved.

So basically friday was way fun, a bunch of us hung out at boomers for jay's 19th birthday. For those of you who arent familiar with Boomers, I would explain it by saying that if gameworks and chuck e cheese hooked up, boomers would be their lovechild.

aaaaaaaaaaanyways, today was saturday. saturday means we go to the beach! except this time we went to newport beach, which has no firepits. me and ashley accidentally got carried away by our conversation and ended up about 2 miles down the coastline from our group... in the dark. Thats what you have to love about the beach: you cant get lost!!

Everyone just huddled in a big circle on a bunch of blankets and talked for a long long time. It was kinda weird talking about real life stuff with people.... i had forgotten what that was like.

im going to bed now. eeew i still have sand on my feet... ok i guess im going to shower now, then go to bed. 

you better chek yerself before you REK yerself.... PEACE

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First of all: yes jenjen i AM alive. woooo expect mail soon birthday girl! :)

Now...

I would like to take this time to give recognition to my favorite person on this great wide earth:

Jason Fluckey.

today happened to be our 9 month, and in about 4 minutes it is his 19th birthday! back to back fun, thats what i would call it.

I have this problem, you see. Ever since I was a little kid, when something would go wrong or not go according to plan, I would get into a bad mood. It is really hard for me to just "snap out of it" when this happens, even if it was just something small. The only way it goes away is over time. Sometimes a few minutes, sometimes a couple hours. I am just the kind of person who likes things to go by schedule, and I have always had a problem when things go "wrong."

Tonight is an example. Okay, its a really bad example, but it illustrates the point that it doesnt take much to throw me off. Jay was going to pick me up at my dorm at 5:30 to go to dinner. I wanted to look really cute when he arrived, so i plugged in my straightener and curling iron and started picking out an outfit. 5 minutes later there was Jason, at my door. It was 5:30 already... i dont know how i wasted that half hour but i hadnt touched my hair yet, hadnt done my makeup, and hadnt picked out an outfit. I got really flustered because I had really wanted to look my best when he came. (Despite his "i would take you in sweatpants over any other girl dressed up" and "you look beautiful no matter what"... i was still sliding down into that stressed-out-things-didnt-go-according-to-plan mode. Bad news for everyone involved.

< here's the thing. nobody can get me OUT of these little moods. They don't happen often, but there has yet to be a time that I can just "snap" right out of it. >

so i throw on some eyeliner and a sweater and reluctantly trudge out the door, feeling like that mismatched couple where the guy is hott and the girl is a slob.

as we walked down the street, he began to prod at me to tell him why i wasnt in a good mood. I tried to explain how i get frustrated about these little things and i cant shake it off. I added how i was dissatisfied about my outfit because the sweatshirt i had over it totally didnt match...

at this point he proceeds to unzip the top sweatshirt and take it off of me, putting his big fleece on me instead. he starts putting his arm into the sleeve of my sweatshirt and goes "okay, we can trade then." Despite my oh-my-god-are-you-serious look, complete with rolling eyes, he proceeds to squeeze into my little zip-up hoodie and zip it up. I couldnt stay in a bad mood and i just started laughing. he made little smartass comments the whole walk there that just made everything all better.

(not actual photo of tonight... this is last week, with a different zip-up sweater!)

so here's to jay, the now 19-year-old who is the first and only person to break me out of my something-went-wrong moodiness!!!

I love you! :)