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“10 Xanga Confessions”
So, I saw two of my xanganite buddies do one of these, so I guess I will, too. The only thing I am puzzled about is whether these “confessions” are supposed to be xanga-related or not. Hm. One buddy did hers all about xanga, and one did his about random things. I think I’ll compromise and do both. Because I’m bored like that.
Reeser’s “xanga confessions”
1. I have yet to actually meet anyone in “real life” that I first met through xanga.
2. Before xanga, I had an online journal on blogspot.com. I got rid of it because nobody read it. I almost got rid of xanga…but then I decided to branch out and meet new people to make my blogging worthwhile. It was a good choice.
3. The only people who have ever been jerks to me via xanga were people I was in high school with.
4. I hate uploading photos to the internet. I would take my current photo albums down from xanga, but I am toooooo laaaaazy.
5. There are certain xanga superbloggers that I make a point to never visit just because everyone on the front page always references them. I like to visit the slightly less famous superbloggers sometimes though…because they’ll actually be human and talk to me now and then.
6. I hate it when people add me ad a friend and are not at all interested in what I am saying or doing. That’s not very much of a “friendship,” so…uh…what gives?
7. It confuses me to no end when people subscribe to me, and remain subscribed…but have never said anything to me. I always wonder why those ones subscribe, but I’m too afraid to ask, just in case it comes off as rude.
8. My “I am Goth,” plugz seem to attract a LOT of people who blog about being atheist, and a LOT of people who blog about hating the universe and wanting to kill themselves. I think my writing disappoints them because they never want to talk to me. Trust me on that…I’ve tried.
9. Those quotes I have at the ends of my posts…yeah. I’ve been compiling them since I was 13. So…beware when you talk to me, lest I add something you say. (I will always remove stuff, but you have to ask for it to happen.)
10. At one point in time, I actually did have a profile picture where I am recognizable as me. Or…I would have been recognizable if you’d known me at age 17.
Reeser’s “confession-confessions”
1. The first story I ever had published was about a pink cat and a grey mouse. I was in kindergarten and drew a picture to go with it in the little book of K-8th grade writings that the diocese used to publish.
2. Yes. I was a Catholic school kid from K-9th grade. I am not Catholic anymore.
3. I have an awful lot of letters and postcards and packages and autographed books & CDs that are all addressed to “Reeser.” At this point, probably more than are addressed to my real name.
4. I love those popcorn flavoured jellybeans.
5. I used to collect socks. I have pairs that I’ve owned since I was in junior high, and they’re not worn out and they’re even the colour they started out as…I take good care of my clothes.
6. I never had an actual hair style until last summer. It was always just long. Like…super long.
7. Some days I have to have meat. I don’t know why, and it really annoys me when we don’t have any and I try to forget about it and do something else…and still find myself getting up to check the refrigerator two and three times to make absolutely sure we don’t have any meat… This is the kind of thing that makes me wonder if I’m secretly insane. Or…secretly a werewolf.
8. The first book I ever bought on my own was a Goosebumps book called The Barking Ghost. I guess I’ve always loved stories about animals and monsters.
9. The reason I stopped believing in Santa was because I was at youth group and some kid started making fun of “non-Christian” kids who still believed in Santa when they were in their pre-teens. I was 14 at the time, and sort of almost didn’t believe in Santa anymore…but that kid was the one who pushed me into the “no more Santa” side of it. If I ever have a kid, I don’t want it to believe in Santa.
10. I sleep with a light on. Yes. It’s true.
End.
Reeser
“If you try to avoid every instance of peer pressure you will end up without any peers whatsoever, and the trick is to succumb to enough pressure that you do not drive your peers away, but not so much that you end up in a situation in which you are dead or otherwise uncomfortable. This is a difficult trick, and most people never master it, and end up dead or uncomfortable at least once in their lives.”
Lemony Snickets,