you better back your shit up

I used to go to church when I was a teenager. Admittedly, me and my friend started going to church just to meet girls. To a certain extent, we succeeded. As a bonus, we also made many good long-term friends.

I was even in the band, playing guitar and melting the hearts of a few young ones in the process. Yes, it was a lot of fun back then.

After a few years I’ve stopped going. It boiled down to me being a insecure and lonely teenager seeking for affirmation from something other than myself. As I grew older, I learned that affirmation was within me all along.

Since then, I’ve called myself a free thinker. Today I wiki-ed “free thinker” and this is what they described:

Free thinkers build their beliefs on:

• basis of facts
• scientific inquiry
• logical principles

So I ask myself , and probably to you as well:

• question:
  Is my belief system based on facts and experiences, rather than superstition or from a book ?
  answer:
  I don’t need a book to tell me how to live my life. I do like to make my own mistakes and learn from them, sometimes even turning mistakes into opportunities.
• question:
  Do you believe in science or faith ?
  answer :
  I don’t believe a book that tells you that the world is 10,000 years old and that earth is flat. I would be living in an Amish commune if I didn’t believe in science.
• question :
  Would I offer my other left cheek if someone slapped me on the right cheek ?
  answer :
  I haven’t really gotten into the whole S&M thing, but yeah maybe I’ll give it a try sometimes.

So yeah, I am a free thinker. Will I go back to Christianity ? I certainly don’t rule out the possibility. But I have a life of decadence and debauchery to live for now. If the old man that accepts Christ right before he dies can do it, why can’t I ?

What kind of spiritual leader would you rather listen to ? One that has gone around the world and back, living all that life has to offer and finally finds salvation ? Or one that goes to bible school/college and learns about life from his sheltered existence ?

I leave you guys with tabula rasa:

“There are no innate ideas and all knowledge is derived from experience”

John Locke

a trip gone wrong

Since I’ve come to Brisbane, I’ve never seen a drop of rain. If you already didn’t know, the state of Queensland is experiencing the worst drought in recent history. Here are some of the restrictions brought upon us:

• You can only bath for 3 minutes
• You cannot water your plants
• You cannot wash your car with a running hose . Use a bucket

Those rules don’t apply much to me, because:

• I bath once a day ( hey it’s winter ok )
• I don’t have plants
• I don’t have a car

When I woke up today, it was rather warm. And my lips weren’t chapped as usual. Well, I thought I was finally getting used to the climate situation here. Or rather the weather itself has changed ?

I walked outside with shorts and t-shirt and was surprised to see rainclouds ! Then it started drizzling and suddenly it reminded me of home. Yes, the humid warmth of rainclouds brought back memories of me and a certain someone sitting by the window just looking at the rain.

Yes, I miss the rain. I also didn’t realize how much I miss a certain someone.

you lead the way !

This comic is actually thought up by Holly, an Australian I met on the flight from Thailand to Melbourne. She was actually sitting beside me on the plane and we chatted quite a bit. Then she took some medicine and fell asleep for the rest of the flight. Maybe it’s just me

Just kidding, hello Holly!

Now that I’ve been here a while and got most of the problems sorted out, I’ve found time to enjoy ! Here are some pictures of the recent adventures :

Brisbane city, as viewed from Southbank

Southbank as seen from errr… Southbank

Alien balloon and me.
During orientation, we were required to write on a balloon what problems we were facing. My problem was alienation. I will blog about this in the next post.

My lunch yesterday

I’ve never cooked before this, but I think I enjoy cooking!

My housemates, Jasmin and Leo.
Jasmin is from China and Leo is from Taiwan. That surfboard behind belongs to Leo.

Nabilla and me at the Modern Art Gallery.

Check out those colors behind us !

Giant balloons from the Modern Art Gallery.

Humpty and Patrick peeping out the bag

paying for love and paying in naivety

I know it’s a little ironic to follow up the previous post about soul mates with a comic about cheap sex. But hey, I just got my scanner okay?