After much debate, I have decided to close my Xanga forever. I guess I'm just bored with it or something.
(Note: the emo xanga will be shut down as well. I will be make a separate farewell on that site.)
This entry might be lengthy, but it's my last so don't be lazy, you whores.
I want to thank everyone in the Xanga Realm for showing me a good time. It definitely kept me entertained for a long time. Just so we can reminisce whenever our little hearts desire, I'm not going to delete the entries like most Xanga quitters. All entries will stay, from the first to the last.
I would now like to take this time to reflect on the past. I've learned a lot of things during the time I have spent in the Xanga Realm:
I've learned that anything worn on a person's head ultimately symbolizes gang-like activities and should be stopped at once, no matter how ridiculous it may seem.
I've learned that kids that are even more bored than me find pleasure in writing "P-Town" on public property.
I've learned that school and the whole education system is bullshit. The things they're teaching us we will never use, and the things they aren't teaching us are what make us unprepared for the world.
I've learned that humans are lazy by nature. They don't like long entries. And if it must be long, break it down into small paragraphs of 1 to 2 sentences to make it seem shorter and more exciting.
I've learned that the media feeds off of others' misfortunes. They make everyone experience the tragedies of others and do a damn good job of it. Kudos.
I've learned that screen play writers these days either really suck, or there's just nothing else that could happen in the world to make a movie about that someone hasn't already done. That's why almost all movies these days are remakes, and the ones that aren't are horrible sequels and continuations of remakes.
I've learned that women are advancing faster than men in such a way that they will someday take over the world, eliminate the male sex, and only grow us to milk us for our sperm.
I've learned that people are ignorant. So ignorant that they have long conversations with me trying to convince me that Tupac is alive.
I've learned that me wanting to wear a doorag endangers the rest of the student body.
I've learned that cutting weight sucks.
I've learned that most girls cannot be pinned. They're so flexible. Great wrestlers by design.
I've learned that Sir Scott Fecteau likes the taste of a females' white cottage cheese-like vaginal discharge.
I've learned that formal school dances can be really fun, and even more awkward when everyone is watching you like a hawk to witness the first kiss. Fuckin' cockblockers.
I've learned that suit shopping with my cheap father and his conservative values is not fun unless my best friend is there to laugh about it with me.
I've learned that the Xanga War was bloody and responsible for many casualties. And although many friendships were lost, even more were born, making it all worth the struggle.
I've learned that high school drama is so much funnier in the Xanga Realm than in person. For one, regular conversations take days. Another thing, people look so dumb when they try to lie about something they said before, because when its in writing everyone knows you're lying.
I've learned that if you're not careful, your comment box can turn into a forum bitch fight.
I've learned that Xangas dedicated to the ridiculing of one specific person are both lame and more of a diss on the creator than the victim.
I've learned that post-wrestling season softball games in PE make the pain of regular season totally worth it.
I've learned that one can be occupied with a simple program, such as Paint, for hours on end.
I've learned tat Jones Soda Co. is the only reason for living.
I've learned that emo people are the funniest people on earth and need to play a bigger role in the entertainment industry.
I've learned that Triple D is so good and so intimidating, that teenage girls (most of which have done dance) will back down in a dance battle.
I've learned that as good a movie as Fast and the Furious was, Vin Diesel is a horrible actor.
I've learned that masturbating is still better than any video game.
I've learned that just because a holiday week is given a name ending with the word "break," doesn't mean I won't have horrible amounts of wrestling practice.
I've learned that twist ties are so valuable to a family household, that one will steal them if necessary.
I've learned that although me slamming a girl in wrestling is pretty funny to myself, it's even funnier to the fans.
I've learned that selling out makes you feel like shit, but makes you look sooooo coooool.
That's pretty much all I've learned. We've had some pretty good times. We laughed, we cried. There were short times of war, and even shorter times of peace. But in the end, we will walk away from it with one thing, and one thing only.
MEMORIES | 
