Wednesday, 17th December 2003
Listenin' To: Crazy Town - Butterfly
Mood: Really really pissed off
RTC: New Xanga... grrrr... I want my old one back.....
RFThing: Guys, don't delete your subscription to AureyaofChocolate yet... please?

Dear Diary,

When Ailee came over on Monday, she wanted to sign into Xanga because she doesn't have the Net and she wanted to blog. On my computer, whenever I open Xanga on my browser, it's automatically signed in, so I haven't signed in in such a long time. Anyway, I signed out of my account and Ailee signed in. When I tried to sign back in, it wouldn't let me, and said my password/username were wrong!!!

I have the same password for pretty much everything, except Hotmail, because David Qi changed it, but for everything else, it's the same thing. So I had no bloody idea why it wouldn't let me in. Then I asked it to send the password to irishcreamfudge@hotmail.com and it didn't. Then I put my username in and asked it to send my password to my email address. It still didn't. I did both about twenty times. It still didn't send me a thing.

Two days and one email to help@xanga.com later, I've given up and created a new account. Well, not given up, as such. I'll keep trying. But this account is until then.

Anyway.... we have birds!!! Our family friends (although I don't like them one bit) are going to New Zealand until the 29th, they're leaving tomorrow, and they left their pet birds with us. They're cockatiels, and yeah, I'll take webcam pics of them for you. There're two of them, Bunty and Shunty, and yeh, they're pretty cute. I'd like them more if they didn't belong to people I don't like.

Here's the list of things I'm going to do in the hols.

1. Teach myself how to read palms again
2. Clean up
3. Research Freemasonry esp. rituals etc
4. Write
5. Write
6. Write?
7. Practise kirtan and kick arse at that
8. Practise reading Punjabi
9. Try drawing a bit
10. Keep up a regular exercise regime
11. Go all health-freak-y again and lose a bit of weight
12. Improve my relationship with Mum (forgetting her birthday is not a good way to start {last Sunday})
13. Try to improve the condition of my skin and hair
14. Change the world

Let's see how many I do. And how well I do them.

There are a few more, I just didn't put them in because you'd laugh. But yeh, I'll do them as well. Or I'll try to, anyway.

This is a blog that I did on Monday evening:

Dear Diary,

I'm writing this in Microsoft Word because I got locked out of Xanga. I can't sign in, because I signed out (I'm usually always signed in), and it's not letting my password go through. I signed out because Ailee came over today and since she doesn't have the Net at home, she signed in here.

Just got back from practising. I can’t sing. At least not sing-sing. If I sung what I sing to you, you’d hate it and probably not get it. Indian classical singing is light years apart from what people think I do when I say I sing.

But then if you didn’t get to know me, you’d never hear me sing.

When people get to know you, they run. There isn’t really any point in…pretending to be someone else, because when you get close to them, they see that “you” isn’t really you. You don’t want them to see, but you don’t really have a choice. And they turn around and sprint off as fast as they can in the other direction. And you just stand there watching the little clouds of dust swirling around in the air.

If you stay at a distance with people, they never get to know you. But then you never get to know them either, and going through life never knowing anyone is like having a massive block of creamy milk chocolate sitting in front of you and not eating it.

I guess the best thing to do is know people and keep trying to not let them know you?

But then you’re not really liked for you, are you?

Oh, well, you can’t have everything. You can’t really have “friends”, and then have friends.

This is the most pointless blog in history.

No it’s not.

Lotsa luv,

Jazzo

Mmf. Baaaaddd PMS that day.

I want my old Xanga back.... I want it back so much..... David help!!! You're good at this sorta stuff.....

Okay, if you all think I'm making a big fuss over nothing, well, it's cos I'm a massive sentimentalist and I don't like the idea of even half-quarter-sorta losing memories. And I don't like things to change. I hate changes. And I'm going to miss having something already there, like foundation-y thingys to go on.

I've tried to keep it as much the same as I can, though.

Let's see how I go....

Lotsa luv,
Jazzo

P.S. Holy mother fuck. I just realised something. Go to my old page. Do you see anything? The header is missing!!!! The "Mad props to you!" thing. It's gone!!! What the hell???