A few years ago, one of my former friends accused me of being too blunt and too honest in my online journal (back in the day when I didn\\’t know what censoring<\/i> meant). Basically, it was berating the existence of an online journal. The irony! And now, it seems as if everyone has an online journal. Specifically a xanga. To my surprise, I have discovered that many of my Berkeley friends have a xanga. It\\’s almost like a xanga war. To anyone who asks me what blogging is, I only have to say, \\”It\\’s like a Xanga\\” or \\”A xanga is a blog.\\” Or ever attempt to ask the question, \\”Heard of a xanga?\\”<\/p>\n
A list of links so that I can categorize them myself later (note to self: most people don\\’t even know I read their xanga): Kyle the coworker<\/a> (who I thought for the longest time name was Brandon although we chatted regularly for the last semester), Kun<\/a> (who is going to be at CMU next year too!), my good friend Karen<\/a> (who will be in Boston at MIT — close to me!), Cliff<\/a> (DOINNNK!), Amy<\/a> (who sort of disappeared after she graduated last semester), Eric<\/a> (from summer internship, we drifted apart), Doug<\/a>, Peggy<\/a>, James<\/a>, Lydia<\/a>, cousin Jeff<\/a>, a former friend named Mike<\/a><\/p>\n And lastly, this one<\/a>. She was the major player in the fight that I call the 3 am incident. We haven\\’t talked since that day. A few days ago, I decided to meander through my list of old links. To my surprise, I found that she had a girlfriend. That she wasn\\’t just straight. Good for her. I suppose I shouldn\\’t be that surprised considering I live in the San Francisco Bay Area and the majority of the managers where I work are not straight.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A few years ago, one of my former friends accused me of being too blunt and too honest in my online journal (back in the day when I didn\\’t know what censoring meant). Basically, it was berating the existence of … Continue reading