Goodday sunshine

I'm a recent refugee from the wars that are tearing Xanga apart. There's this internal power struggle between the Asians, the teeny-boppers (which encapsulates the Asians, and vice versa), and those pseudo-intellectuals we all love so much.

Not saying that defecting from Xanga will let me avoid that, as blogger has it's share of those kinds of people in droves, but I've been somewhat stigmatized towards Xanga. There's something about it that seems so impersonal, superficial, and choreographed. It's somewhat ironic how the ratio of pictures posted on it is inversely proportional to the actual amount of identity and individuality being displayed. Xanga, like all these other things, are on-line journals first and foremost; ideologically speaking, the person is empowered through the candidness of their words and feelings. And on the flipside, there's a reason myspace has included a blogging option, y'all.

Then again, who's to say I won't be exposed to this on Blogger? I guess only time will tell.

Hi, Blogger. My name's Robert. I can tell that we're going to be friends.