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Tuesday, August 12, 2008

  • I'm terribly sorry for not caring, nor blogging for my Xanga. It is honestly too much of a hassle. When I blog, I would like to feel inspired to do so. I don't like blogging about my everyday. It would be increasingly mundane and boring, even if I lived the life of Indiana Jones. And my life as it is right now, spending everyday at home mostly, amounts to a lot of nothing at the moment. So I blog on the unusual and interesting, at least in my point of view. Maybe a train of thought I came up with, an event that gave me a different perspective on things, et cetera. Even when I experience such a thing, it's usually on my newer Wordpress site. The hassle of copy and paste for me is too much to even attempt. I'm sorry to deprive you of the Xanga Digest that makes its way to your inbox every so often, but I honestly would rather have you do the work than myself. And so, I take my leave, at least for now. Until Xanga calls upon me again. It might be in the distant future, or before summer ends. You never know when fate/destiny/God will throw a curveball and wreak havoc on your personal itinerary.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

  • Korea?

    Mm... 6:32 A.M. Pacific Daylight Savings Time is the equivalent to 10:32 P.M. in Korea.

    Rain in the summer sucks. Especially when you don't pack for it.

    My parents are so cheap. $100 bucks between me and my brother. Everyone should have $200 at least.

    I miss San Francisco. I miss friends. I miss mild weather.

    I'm gonna try to do the whole blog thing over again. For those of you who don't remember, Blogger was a complete failure. So I opted for some wordpress. Yai's Kor. ORLY? YARLY!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

  • Dearest Lowell High

    It seems only appropriate that I write a yearbook signing dedicated to you. And since it is kinda weird to see my own writing in the yearbook and that there's hardly any space, I'll give you one for the whole world to see. Thank you for everything, and I mean everything. I mean, I remember you when I was just a kid. I used to live right next door to you, remember? I would ride bikes all around your front campus with my dad. I remember thinking of Lowell on the same level as Berkeley. To me, you seemed to be bigger than that. You were the only friend I had, when I first entered the school for soccer practice. I remember that time. I came in and you seemed so familiar but new and exciting. I couldn't wait to leave my mark on you. And believe me, the last four years has gone by in a blur. I would love to write anecdote after anecdote about you. Your transformations, for face lifts, and your remodeled bits. But let me just say, I've gotten to know you a lot better. I've walked from one end of your campus to the other several times. Been on your roof multiple times. Seen the journ room, the third floor, the gym, and many other places that were shrouded in mystery. And let me tell you, I've met some of my best friends in your hallways and classrooms. It's been a blast being able to learn and play in a place such as Lowell. So thank you. Thank you for accepting me (though I know it was the work of  your office workers). Thanks for an unusual high school experience. Thank you for being the sturdy building that you are. And thank you a million times over for the memories. I hope for many successful beautification days in your future. Please stay around and take care of my friends still learning in your halls. And I hope they come to appreciate and love the building that is Lowell High School. Oh Lowell High, With heads bared we stand....
    Best Wishes...
    Alex Yi

Friday, May 30, 2008

  • Why do you Xanga?

    So. It's 3:01A.M. according to the clock on my computer. I'm still up, typing away, to again, the light of a single desk lamp while listening to some Jason Mraz. The odds are highly likely that I will not wake up tomorrow on time. I will most likely stumble into Physiology a half an hour late. But I'm not sleepy. I'm not at all tired. When I  finish writing, I'll probably force myself to sleep. But there's no point on stopping right now, so onwards to the content.

    I've been thinking about why people, some in their last years of high school and beyond still xanga. I remember in middle school xanga was the "hip, cool thing to do". To spill out your guts and daily routine in a regular schedule. About what she did and who he was hanging out with. But as time went on, we all eventually deserted the community known as xanga.com. We either stopped and opted for something much more user friendly like Blogspot, wordpress, or livejournal. Or we stopped blogging altogether and simply went on living life without having to keep a dairy of sorts. Honestly, I only keep the xanga to keep getting the Subscriptions to see if somebody writes up something interesting. But as the number of people who maintain xanga dwindle, so does the amount of interesting content. Xanga, to me is now nothing but another site on which to procrastinate on.

    But I digress. I was wondering why people still xanga, why people haven't grown out of the blog phase. I can only think of a few reasons, but feel free to add your own.
    1. They don't want to keep a real, pen and paper journal.
    2. They enjoy telling others about their lives.
    3. They procrastinate.
    4. They are looking for others to comment or care about them. In a word, attention.
    5. They are too chicken to tell people what they think face to face.
    So out of the infinite possibilities on which to keep blogging on personal content, I only have four reasons. All of which are pretty frivolous. I retort to these people, hypocrite that I am.
    1. Stop being lazy. Just go out and buy a small notebook, label it journal, and start writing. Everything worth maintaining starts out as a mountain. Besides, there is a possibility that one day, you won't want to blog in a place that people can see. Or that you can no longer log into xanga or add new content. The next best thing? Write it down. Get back to your roots. And if you want others to know about it, publish it. Make it public. But at least you have that choice right? With xanga, it's always public first, so why not switch the order. A journal on paper will last longer and mean much more than one that's online or one you have to print out.
    2. Gossip, basically. About yourself. Shameless gossip. And if you want that, just send a message through AIM, or start a newsletter. Or the best thing would be to tell in person. Cut out the middleman all together. I'm not gonna lie, all of us feel that self-importance that we are better than certain other people. And it shows. Xanga exposes that. So why not just take it to the next level and tell people face to face. Build up interpersonal skills. The only reason why I retort to this one is because it's usually forced on people. I don't wanna hear all about you. Just the interesting or important things that happen that are worth sharing. And that usually comes out in conversation anyway. In summary: Xanga is extraneous. Just talk to people.
    3. Nothing much I can say here. Except do your homework/work/project/whatever your avoiding. It'll come back and bite you in the ass if your not ready for the second wave.
    4. Attention seekers. The ones that need to feel validated through someone's praises. Well xanga isn't gonna give it to you. Not if everybody drops off it. The only way to get that attention your seeking? Talk to more people. That's all it is. Start slow. Maybe start more instant messages, or start with casual conversation. But build on it. Work up so that in the end, you have a network of people who respect you as their friend. Because when you get right down to it, what would you rather have, internet "fame" or meaningful relationships?
    5. Just tell them in the yearbook. Why not? It's that time of year. Or to put it bluntly, grow some.
    This was more for me than you, my audience. It was to accomplish two goals: to tell myself to stop xanga all together and to bore myself to sleep. I have definitely accomplished the latter. So I will not have to force myself to sleep. The former I don't think worked as well, as I am not sound of might at the moment. So good night and ignore. Unless it's too late and you read through it entirely. Don't take it seriously. Unless you want to.


    Currently Listening
    We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things
    By Jason Mraz
    Details in the Fabric feat. James Morrison
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Thursday, May 29, 2008

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    • Name: Alex
    • Country: United States
    • State: California
    • Metro: San Francisco
    • Birthday: 8/1/1990
    • Gender: Male
    • Member Since: 10/26/2004

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