Break in!!!!

My house was broken into!!!

Got home after work yesterday, walked into the house, walked into the room, noticed that something my laptop was missing, and mouse and mic was on the floor, speakers were upturned, my drawers were open, my guitar pedal was emptied out of my bag.

The muppet came in from the kitchen window and made of with my laptop and cash that I kept in the drawer. Thankfully, none of my other housemates stuff were touched.

The dude (or dudes) took the money which was meant for my tithe for the month. I think he(they) is(are) screwed for stealing that money. FACE YOUR MAKER AND DIE! FOOL!!! (hooray for grammatically correct english)

Moral of the story:

1. Close your windows. Even if you live on the 12th floor, when there's a will, there's a way for them.
2. Buy desktops. Big bulky stuff is hard to transport out of the window from 12 storey's above.
3. Don't leave substantial amounts of cash in the house.
4. Get home contents insurance.

I surprisingly, am more upset at the fact that I suffered from food poisoining last night and couldn't sleep properly than from the theft incident. But I am also thankful they didn't steal my guitar stuff, or else i'd have been absolutely livid. That one I guarantee will hunt them down to the ends of the earth and hang them by wiring a guitar string through their balls.

Anyways. Other than the loss of the two items (laptop and cash) , nothing else was taken and no one was hurt, so that's all good.

Time to go buy a new computer.

Release

There's no better relief than release.

must eat more papaya =P

Lessons in Life

Lesson #1: When it involves money, especially YOUR money, never procrastinate on the issue, get it settled as quick as possible.

Lesson #2: While there still are a few good men out there who are responsible and trustworthy, you cannot trust people when they owe you money, no matter how honourable you have been with them; cos it's likely they will conveniently disappear when it's time for them to pay you back.

Lesson 3#: If they are property agents, don't trust them at all. Don't show mercy.

Sigh.

It's been a while since I was this annoyed. Nice feeling.

1 year...

...is a long time. Very long.

Exactly 1 year ago, we were counting down to our 50th year of independence.

And today we're counting down to our 51st year of independence.

How things have changed. And how things have not.

I now know...

That without God, there can be no meaning in life. I now know that deep down in my gut, and not just my head.

Toil is Meaningless

For an orderly and... blah u get the idea. Scroll down to the earlier posts.

So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind. I hated all the things I had toiled for under the sun, because I must leave them to the one who comes after me. And who knows whether he will be a wise man or a fool? Yet he will have control over all the work which I have poured my effort and skill under the sun. This too is meaningless. So my heart began to despair over all my toilsome labour under the sun. For a man may do his work with wisdom, knowledge and skill, and then he must leave all he owns to someone who has not worked for it. This too is meaningless and great misfortune. What does a man get for all the toil and anxious striving with which he labours under the sun? All his days his work is pain and grief; even at night his mind does not rest. This too is meaningless.
A man can do nothing better that to eat and drink and find satisfaction in his work. This too, I see, is from the hand of God, for without him, who can eat or find enjoyment? To the man who pleases him, God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness, but to the sinner he gives the task of gathering and storing up wealth to hand it over to the one who pleases God. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

Wisdom and Folly are Meaningless

Note: For an orderly and contextual reading, please refer to the first post in the series.

Then I turned my thoughts to consider wisdom,
and also madness and folly.
What more can the king's successor do
than what has already been done?
I saw that wisdom is better than folly,
just as light is better than darkness.
The wise man has eyes in his head,
while the fool walks in darkness;
but I came to realize
that the same fate overtakes them both.

Then I thought in my heart,

"The fate of the fool will overtake me also.
What then do I gain by being wise?"
I said in my heart,
"This too is meaningless."
For the wise man, like the fool, will not be long remembered;
In days to come both will be forgotten.
Like the fool, the wise man too must die!

Pleasures Are Meaningless

Note: For an orderly and contextual reading, please begin from the first post.

I thought in my heart, "Come now, I will test you with pleasure to find out what is good." But that also proved to be meaningless. "Laughter," I said, "is foolish. And what does pleasure accomplish?" I tried cheering myself with wine, and embracing folly - my mind still guiding me with wisdom. I wanted to see what was worthwhile for me to do under heaven during the few days of their lives.

I undertook great projects: I built houses for myself and planted vineyards. I made gardens and parks and planted all kinds of fruit trees in them. I made reservoirs to water groves of flourishing trees. I bought male and female slaves and had other slaves who were born in my house. I also owned more herds and and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem before me. I amassed silver and gold for myself, I acquired men and women singers, and a harem as well - the delights of the heart of man. I became greater by far than anyone in Jerusalem before me. In all this my wisdom stayed with me.

I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my work,
and this was the reward for all my labour.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.

Wisdom is Meaningless

Note: For an orderly and contextual reading, refer to the first post in the series.

I, the Teacher, was king over Israel in Jerusalem. I devoted myself to study and to explore by wisdom all that is done under heaven. What a heavy burden God has laid on men! I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

What is twisted cannot be straightened, what is lacking cannot be counted.

I thought to myself, "Look, I have grown and increased in wisdom more than anyone who has ruled over Jerusalem before me; I have experienced much of wisdom and knowledge." Then I applied myself to the understanding of wisdom, but also of madness and folly, but I learned that this, too, is a chasing after the wind.

For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.

Everything is Meaningless

The words of the Teacher, son of David, King in Jerusalem:

"Meaningless! Meaningless!" says the teacher. "Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless."

What does a man gain from all his labour at which he toils under the sun?
Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets, and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south and turns to the north;
Round and round it goes, ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from, there they return again.
All things are worrisome, more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again, there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there anything of which one can say "Look! This is something new"?
It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time.
There is no remembrance of men of old, and even those who are yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow.

She's so happy

Staring at the sun

A song i started a while back when i was in my one month quarantine and completed recently after having one too many glasses of wine. Anyways here it goes.

Verse 1:
She's so happy
See the smile on her face
She's so happy
There's a spring in her step
She's so happy
Dancing in the rain
She's so happy

Chorus:
And I wanna be exactly just like her
Without a care or any worry in the world
Baby I don't know exactly what it takes
But all I want is to be happy

Verse 2:
Now I've been thinking about the meaning of life
Is happiness just a fleeting state of mind (mine?)
And what it means to really be alive
Is there an answer to which I can find?


Chorus:
Cause I wanna be exactly just like her
Without a care or any worry in the world
Baby I don't know exactly what it takes
But all I want is to be happy

Moral of the story. Don't think too much.

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Here's to one of those horrifically long posts.

All in a bunch of random notes.


2006 is almost gone, and soon 2007 will be here (or is already here, depending on which part of the world you are in and when you are reading this). Time flies so fast when you least expect it to, and soon i'll finish my degree and graduate. Can't wait for that day to come. In May. But in the meantime theres this small matter of 4 final papers in 2 weeks time. And 3 final papers in May. And a final year project to top it all up.

Study study study baby yeah!

Walawe 4 papers in 5 days is just too much.

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I been spending the last month (ie dec) using up my antisocial quota that was unfinished. Isolation from the world for a short period of time is good for you soul, i tell you. Not too long though. Although i did venture out occasionally to get supplies and that single christmas dinner, i've been pretty much living in quarantine. And doing a lot of thinking. Which often happens only when i'm depressed. And the depressing thing about this depression is that i don't know why i'm depressed. As a science/math trained student, the worst case scenario to solving a problem is not knowing what the problem is. But nonetheless i'll continue to search for the reason of this depression, and hopefully, while i'm at it, forget about this depression in the first place.
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Over my quarantine month i came to the realization about how fragile humans are. And how grievous knowledge can be. People nowadays glorify the human will so much, eg, "When there's a will, there's a way so they say." And if you don't make it you're classified as having a weak will. Weakling. Someone who cannot go far. Get out of my sight, u weakling! Let's place the strong willed guy on the pedestal instead and write books about his life and how they made it big. When in truth is, all of us are so prone to failure, our fears, so many things beyond our control, death, tragedy etc. You wake up in the morning and determine in your heart to not do this and not do that, and do this right etc, and by night you've gone against everything that you willed for in the morning. So much for the strength of the human will - though i'm not implying that we should go on living without a purpose or will and drift about aimlessly, just that we overglorify the "human will" element.

And i also realized that the more you know, the more you know you don't know, the more you are unable to do, the more things are beyond your control. The more you care, the more you are unable to care; etc. The list goes on. So comes the saying ignorance is bliss. But to be ignorant is to live like a fool. A happy fool maybe. But i consider ignorance an act of selfishness. Because you have to capacity to bring about changes for the better, but you choose to ignore it. But yet to know is to be grieved, and to fight a never ending battle that you will never win. Pretty bleak outlook on life huh?
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I just realized i've used up my "but" quota for 2007 in the last 2 sentences.
hmmm
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On to more trivial matters, I don't usually make new year resolutions, but nonetheless i did come up with a few when i was up last night lying on my bed at 3am fighting off the effects of caffein.

Anyways here are a few of them.

1. Swear off anime and computer games until i graduate.
Possibility of success: Confirm fail.

2. Learn every single song in GnR's Appetite for Destruction album.
Possibility of success: Achievable if i don't get bored of it.
In short, highly unlikely. 50% is good enough.

3. Get my biological clock back in order.
Possiblity of success: Must be done in order to wake up in time for exams.

4. Learn to sing and not sound like cinapek.
Possibility of success: Quite hard because i cannot tahan my own singing.

5. Play Steve Vai's "Tender Surrender"
Possibility of success: 0%. But still worth a shot.

6. Do some excercise. Nahhhh.
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You know you got some serious colour issues when your brown underwear comes out from the washing machine blue in colour.
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Hard Gay Ramen!
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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I'm deciding whether or not to give this long hair thing one last try or to just cut it short. Decisions decisions.
Any suggestions???
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i received a friendster testimonial from Joannah the other day stating she heard my x-rated recording of Eric Clapton's Layla Unplugged. Why Enoch WAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIII????
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It's 230pm, new year's eve, and time to study.

Happy new year folks!!