How are you and how’s life treating you? I’ve been away for a while but I was and am not away. Apparently my host is down for days counting since last sunday, 27 November 2005. It has not just happened for one time, it has happened several times that I faced the server down. So far I had never faced this (I am not saying that my previous hosts have never been down but this time it has happened regularly which made me pretty upset). So in the end I am blogging here again. On tuesday I had a thought to visit my blogspot’s account and I modified the layout, I thought to continue blogging there but then I remembered that I still have this blogsome’s account :D

Now, what’s the point of writing this entry here? I currently want to purchase another host pack from The Protagonist, I’ll buy the Protagonist500 or for the beginning I’ll probably take the lesser one which is Superstar pack so in the meanwhile I will blog here till my site is up again or till I’ve purchased it, the domain URL will still be anonymuis. Let me now count how many times I’ve moved the host;

- 2003
From blogger I started buying a host and domain name; used PMachine for the blogtool. After few months someone introduced me to a cheaper host package and I just bought new domain and host for fun as I didn’t know that I’d move to this new host.
- 2003 - 2004
That host has gone mad, it still used Plesk (not cPanel which is more simpler and nicer). At that time the webmaster has just upgraded the Plesk version so I got an error, I couldn’t even log in and then I started comparing the disk space and bandwidth this host had to the newer host. This host was way more expensive than the newer host. So I moved to the newer host.
- 2004 - 2005
There’s no problem with the host, it was good, but I got problem with the URL itself so I closed the site due to those fucking morons. The host and domain name is still active now and I am still thinking what I’d do with that. It expires in January next year.
- 2005
I moved to free weblog, and that’s why Imperial is created. A friend of mine offered me a host and domain name for free so I gladly moved to the new host, anonymuis.com; I was glad.
- 2005
But the happy moment was for sometimes. It got error several times and now I am thinking to move again. Or I probably should give the webmaster the chance to show that the host still can be a good host. Let me see. During the decision time I am blogging here.

I don’t know when I’ll stop moving host, I’ll stop moving host till the host I’m currently having makes me feel comfortable *LOL*

From this post I checked my stats and I got these keywords. OH, BURN!

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I am still waiting for the domain name to be active (Yes, not yet! Otherwise I should have told). Nowadays I lost my daily reads one by one, another is having a new URL and doesn’t inform me yet (Brad, are you still alive?) and the rest I forgot which weblogs I have ever visited when I was having my host. Today I arrived on this weblog and I realised that it is Dinky Mind which I’ve ever visited and read few months ago. I thought I arrived on someone else’s weblog which I’d never visited before, but no, I was just late to know that Dinky Mind has changed its layout LOL. The owner probably doesn’t know me, or if she knows (are you a She? Because, when I visited your weblog few months ago I thought you’re a guy due to your layout but now that I saw your girly layout my mind changed bit bit bit LOL Sorry I am too stupid to compare Pakistani names), she won’t know my previous URL but I don’t tell it at all *LOL*

Oh my God! I told Shi that I am a host and domain whore! It’s true, man! I seem to have a new host and domain name every year, boy can you imagine it. I don’t know why I don’t feel okay blogging on another site which is not my own. What I meant by ‘my own’ is that a site which I manage it fully, install, blog on my own host and so. But I always have problems with the outside, I got a problem with the host on my very first domain name and host, the server has been upgraded and my IP couldn’t accept its server so every time I tried to log in I got an error page, the second one is due to the stalkers. Now I don’t know what I will get in advance *rollingonthefloorlaughingandcrying*

Another weblogs which I used to read are:
- Raymi
- Sarong Party Girl
- Popagandhi
- Finicky Feline
- Anti ups the Ante
- Yong Fook
- TDH (yea, you became one of them LOL)
- Kiddo
- Dooce

So, that was it. Do you have a nice weblog’s URL to be read when there’s nothing to do? Give me, if you don’t mind? Thanks

When all the busy days fuck you enough, when all the people around you tell you what to do, when all the people ask you why you changed your way to blog, the best option is just to be yourself and when it’s needed, beach is my best option to take a rest. From before till now, all what I have in my mind about vacation is only going to the beach, never have I been thinking to go to the cold place, honestly, because this country is so cold and the hot weather always annoys me, it’s different. I got people who asked me why I am changed, so what? On my blog, too, I am asked. But who cares? It’s me, me and me, maybe I don’t need to answer why, I don’t need to explain you why, just sit down and read if you like it, if not? READ! *hahahah!* I’ve never asked you all about that, I just read. And anyway, I am now typing this I got message from Raheel to change my skin, whoahahahahahahah! What’s so disturbing from this LOL I will change the skin but will have the same font size :D

Since 1999 till last year I always went to a tropic countries and when I was in Venice I couldn’t imagine how it would be if there’s a tsunami there. What I wonder is that the sea was so dead calm, the lagoon I might say and its colour is green. Venice is sinking and sinking nowadays and nobody knows how to fix (so far I’ve heard). When I was at the harbour itself, there were a stairs which could help you to step out of the ship, but the stairs were already lower than the sea itself so I was thinking like,”ah, you sink! Sink, sink! And you go to the hell!” What I think about the people there is that they are so fucking arrogant, so conceited and all what they think about is just money. You know it’s fucking hot there but you are not allowed to stand up in the shadow under the parasols you’ll find there. If you do, they will send you away from there! The best thing you have to do is just sit there to buy some drinks otherwise you’ll die by the sun. And when you loll on the wall in front of the restaurant or shop, the owner will take a glass of water and pour the wall with water so that you can’t loll anymore. I once was with the tour leader and another tourists, standing in front of the wine shop and few of them lolled on the wall, the owner came and poured it with water and insulted us with his fucking Italian’s language then we insulted him back with our language, we didn’t care whether he understood us or not, he was just fucking annoying.

Two years ago when I was with my ex wandering around the beach we went to the city in the night and decided to go to the bar which is located near by the beach itself. We sat on the third floor, at the terras. We looked at everything below, people came in and out and you know, all the girls usually wear tanktop or just a -you-can-see-my-boobs shirts, right? So when we were looking at the people he saw all those girls wearing tanktop with the big mountain inside. I was thinking to take a revenge because I knew my boobs aren’t big at all so I took another way to get attention from guys. Shit enough that those girls didn’t wear bra so you can imagine how big his eyes were to see them. I finally said,”hey, I am here! Motherfucker!” Sadly enough, the guys weren’t that cute but I might say that the bar workers and the bodyguards were better than this motherfucker so I started flirting them every time they looked at me *LOL* He was a lil angry but he couldn’t say anything to me because he knew he did the same to the girls, too. When we were about to go back I was drunk after drinking 4 big glasses of beer. I didn’t see the stairs and I felt down. You know what he did?!!?!? He didn’t help me in the first time but laughed at me. Damn this insensitive bastard must be killed. He laughed even though he finally helped me. On the street he still looked at butts and every time he saw a too big butts he gave commentar to me like,”damn those butts, ugly butts!” and I said,”damn this guy who walks beside me, fugly donkey!” while he was still taking my hand and walked together with me.

*is this font size too big? So yes, who cares? huahhahhahahah :P *

I remember the times when I was still living in my land, playing with my childhood friends who were my neighbours. One girl I knew since we were still a baby till we studied (not at the same school, she studied at another school), she was the only one daughter in her family, till when we were sitting at the basic school her mom was pregnant, the new baby was born, a daughter and she became my friend, I went to her house almost every day after school, we shared lots of things together. When I was still a baby I had a babysitter who worked at my house for long times till my friend got a little sister she became her babysitter.

We got another neighbour who studied at the same school as me, a fat ugly boy whom we didn’t like or maybe it’s because my neighbour’s friends were girls and we didn’t feel okay if the boy came to my house or my friend’s house. His house was located near by her house so one day he knocked on her front door, her babysitter who became the normal houseworker came to the room where we always played and watched tv to tell that he was there knocking the door. We were shocked, came to the front door to stare whether it’s true or not. He was there waiting for the houseworker to open the door. We ran away to the room and did as if we didn’t know anything, the houseworker couldn’t say no and she opened the door, he came in and went directly to the room we used to play. We were shocked, trying to find a place to hide and finally all of us (4 girls, I and my sister, my friend and her younger sister) hided in the bathroom till he went away from her house LOL.

Her younger sister was a clever girl, always got high marks at school and she likes everything about Japan till now, she also studied Japanese language as it’s her passion. One day I and my family had to move to another place, a small town which is one hour away from there. Since then we didn’t see each other, only talked on the phone while I’ve been to that city for few times after it, went to my other family’s house to celebrate someone’s birthday or just to shop but we didn’t get time to visit her house. Now that I am here in this country I remember the nice times I’ve had with them and I miss them so much. My friend’s younger sister has ever chatted with me, I also sent letter to them, I mostly phoned them. But now I don’t know where they are and how everything is going with them. I have her id on my ym but she never comes in, I have ever sent an email to her, she replied it back but then I don’t know how everything is going with both of them now. The last time I heard from her older sister was that she was learning everything that has something to do with Japan and I think she’s studying in Japan right now.

My other childhood friends who are also sisters are studying in China. I knew this because I met them again on Friendster. They were studying at the same school as me and my sister, she sat in the same class as me while her younger sister sat in the same class as my younger sister. Few days ago I got a testimonial from her. Now that I miss my other childhood friends whom I have been knowing them since we didn’t sit at school yet I feel like calling them to know where they are or just sending email, maybe I will send letter by post because I know they are not net persons, if they are net persons then I hope they will reply my email.

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Jason Eano, Smelly Danielly

You know the Friendster and Orkut, right? I find the things inside the communities are so nonsense although I’ve met my childhood friends on friendster. I only appreciated some of the testimonials because those came from the people whom I know in my real life. The other? We only met each other on the net so I don’t know whether they gave me testimonials because they really had an opinions about me or because they wanted me to give a testimonial back to them. From what I’ve read on another weblogs and on the chat, most of them said,”I give you a testimonial, give it back to me okay” or that they seemed to have a friendster fight about the buddy lists. I have terminated my account on Orkut long times ago just because Orkut is slow and I didn’t find a need to sign in, besides, a guy stalked me there. I never bother how many buddies you have on your friendster nor do I bother how many buddies I have on my own friendster because … why must I? And why must I bother how many testimonials my friends have and how many I have? I don’t care, seriously.

What kind of things do I care actually? On the net I only care for the host (own site and domain name) still I am waiting for the domain name to be active, I don’t know whether my friend lied to me or not but in fact that I got it for free (domain name plus 200 MB of disk space and 5 GB of bandwidth) so all I can do is just wait for the domain name without sighing to my friend why it’s not active yet. If I have bought its domain name I should have sighed to the webmaster of course. The other thing I also care is the Google PR. I don’t know why I like seeing it higher and higher. My other site has now 5 PR and I was so shocked. This blog only has 2 PR hehe :D I miss managing something on the own site, dropping and backing up the database MySQL, making a new CSS file for the layout, installing some scripts and so. I like Word Press and Text Pattern, I’ve ever installed Text Pattern but I’m still finding out how it works. Do you have credit card? Then go to Dreamhost, sign up for Crazy Domain Insane and you will then have to put a code there, put 777 and you only have to pay for about 9 dollars in a year :)

Now about webloggers, I’ve read so many weblogs from different countries and I’ve to admit that I like how the most Pakistani blog. It’s not because my SO is Pakistani, but their way to blog is so different, I like reading those weblogs. And I don’t mean to insult my original country but their way to blog is mostly kiddos with all those smileys, shoutboxes, etc. I only like a few of them and I never say that I am a great weblogger ever LOL I am just giving my own opinion about them, I compared each weblog.

About the Da Vinci Code, honestly I find it so ridiculous, the author confused everyone and when I read about the Bible story it annoyed me a lots because it’s not true at all. If a non believers read it they probably would get lost about what’s true and what’s not true and I think that the other believers would laugh if they think it’s true.

Yeah so I hate telling people once more about moving, it irritates everyone. And I am not really in the mood to do all the things, dropping the database, designing the layout, installing the plug-ins scripts, and all the shitty things. People nowadays seem to annoy me so much, and I feel like talking with different persons in one email, ID, name, in short I don’t know who’s sitting behind the PC. I hate to keep explaining the same person about what has happened, about why I moved, about why I don’t want you to publish something unwanted, but why do people keep doing it, huh?!? Is my email deleted? Or, it’s marked as spam, perhaps?

Ah no, I am not moving :) I better tell so.

So, when I was laying on my bed dreaming about something, I heard a phone’s ringing and mom picked up the phone. She knocked my door and gave it to me. Apparently it was the temporary employment agency. I talked with the man and made an appointment for the next friday to come there and have to do a typing test. They are currently looking for people who can work in the morning and also afternoon and I took the afternoon one because if I took morning it starts at 07:00 AM and my place is not near by its place so I’m sure I’ll be late.

I might be updating this weblog more than once. Why? It’s just because I am learning to type more faster :D On the other side I also have plan to live by my own, looking for a small apartment for myself that offers an internet connection cable, or ADSL. But IMHO, this job is not yet enough for me to get all the things I need because I think this job is only for 20 hours in a week. But I really appreciate it because I just can’t stay at home doing nothing all the times. I don’t really care where to live, in the same place or another place, at least I’ll still get an internet connection there otherwise I will not rent it for sure.

I am old enough to stay outside home because my other family who live in this country have lived by their own since they were still 17 years old. Can you imagine that? It’s not because they wanted it, but their parents (who was of course, my grand parents) told them to live by their own. But if you ask me whether I am mature enough to live by my own, then I really can’t say anything because I know that I am always with my mom.

But …. who can get what s/he wants if s/he doesn’t try? :)

Since I was at the basicschool, the school required us to have a ceremony every monday morning, I had to wear a complete uniform. So I was standing there under the sun, singing the national song while they were putting the flag till it’s up, listening to what the schoolhead said and all the ceremony shit stuffs. For about 10 years I have been required to attend it on monday and to my confusion is that it just became a habit for them every monday. I think it’s just because the teachers have also been required to attend a ceremony when they were still studying. I really don’t find a need to have ceremony every monday!

Now you ask,”why?” Let me tell ya! Does America do that every monday at school? Do another countries do that? Does America follow the rules? Answer: they do follow even though they are not having ceremony on monday morning and I might say that I’ve never had a ceremony since I live here. But, look at the country I was born in, they have ceremony, even the students can tell you easily about the shit things they’ll get during ceremony because they remember it already. But none follows the rules and what are written in the constitution. All of those are made to be contravened, polices are paid by a wrong driver to shut up, there’s discrimination between religions, races, etc. So? Why must they have ceremony every monday? What’s that for?!? All of them are just making monday a shit day! You teachers and schoolhead must have opened your eyes for doing this monday nonsense’s ceremony! And you students, open your eyes, too! Don’t get fooled by your schoolhead to stand up under the sun and follow all the shit stuffs till it’s finished, it only burns your skin, YOU FOOL!!!!

Sorry, rude yes I know! But I feel annoyed that I had to attend a ceremony for years!