"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." --Edmund Burke.

first of all I will start by apologising for not blogging for such a long time. Blame it all on ... let me thing ... hah yes - Warcraft 3. Oh I love finding excuses for my laziness. But I must admit that warcraft is the bomb.
Yesterday was not a bad day. I woke up at 12, ate a quick cereal and went to work after an absence of 10 days (life is beautiful). It was good to see everyone again. After work, got back home starving and made some fufu and goat soup. It was heavenly delicious. I love Ghanaian food. Hanged out with my roomate Eden for a while and went to Mo's place to watch American Pie 2. I did not like A. P. 1 but this sequel was hilarious for the most part and unwatchable for some. Dude, guys have some serious issues. God have mercy on us.

i had a good devotion this morning, and work as usual is full of free time. Its interesting to note that i do all my blogging at work. They just pay me now to sit around and do nothing. I feel guilty about it. Infact i think i will stop blogging here and go find some work to do. i will try to keep blogging and more props to Huey for encouraging (on other days, i will say pestering) me to update my blog. Peace to y'all

I am thoroughly and absolutely bored. My job is now too cushy for me to deal with. I really want something to do. So let me philosophise about Love. So yesterday at midnight, I, Mo and Charlene were outside my apartment trying to find out what was all good in life. I suggested that Love was an example of something all good but they disagreed. But I prefer to disagree with their disagreement. I still believe that Love is the best thing that happened to mankind. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But many are still convinced that Love cannot be trusted. Many are afraid to open their hearts and be vunerable. I cannot argue with that, there are all those nuisances like heartbreak and betrayal. But many a wise man has said, it is better to have loved and lost, than not to have loved at all. Love gives and does not take, Love has no desires, Love does not expect, Love does not take for granted. I fear to say that the Love i see around me has been corrupted. I will thus embark on a quest to find an uncorrupted form of love to show to Mo and Charlene. The love I find will have no desires, if it does, it desires shall be to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by my own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips. Oh but for the pressures of this world, I will live my life like that. But while i am on this journey I shall bear them all with a smile. I know Huey will tell me that this is extreme, but if love is the music of life, then play on. I shall prefer to live in the faraway land of Love than the bustling city center of indeference. Salaam

I found this to be very encouraging.
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Jerry is the manager of a restaurant in America. He is
always in a good mood and always has something
positive to say. When someone would ask him how he
was doing, he would always reply, "If I were any
better, I would be twins!"

Many of the waiters at his restaurant quit their jobs
when he changed jobs, so they could follow him around
from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters
followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a
natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad
day, Jerry was always there, telling the employee how
to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I
went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! No
one can be a positive person all of the time. How do
you do it?" Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and
say to myself, I have two choices today. I can choose
to be in a good mood or I can choose to be in a bad
mood. I always choose to be in a good mood. Each time
something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or
I can choose to learn from it. I always choose to
learn from it. Every time someone comes to me
complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining
or I can point out the positive side of life. I always
choose the positive side of life."

"But it's not always that easy," I protested.

"Yes, it is," Jerry said "Life is all about choices.
When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a
choice. You choose how you react to situations. You
choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to
be in a good mood or bad mood. It's your choice how
you live your life."

Several years later, I heard that Jerry had been
robbed by three armed men. While trying to open the
safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness slipped off
the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him.

Luckily, Jerry was found quickly and rushed to the
hospital. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of
intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital
with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When
I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any
better, I'd be twins. Want to see my scars?" I
declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had
gone through his mind as the robbery took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was that I
should have locked the back door," Jerry replied.
Then, after they shot me, as I lay on the floor, I
remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to
live or choose to die. I chose to live."

"Weren't you scared?" I asked. Jerry continued, "The
paramedics were great. They kept telling me. I was
going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the
Emergency Room and I saw the expressions on the faces
of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In
their eyes, I was dead 'He's a dead man.' I knew I
need to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big
nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She
asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied.
The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited
for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled,
'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am
choosing to live. Please operate on me as if I am
alive, not dead'."

Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but
also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from
him that every day you have the choice to either enjoy
your life or to hate it.

The only thing that is truly yours that no one can
control or take from you - is your attitude, so if you
can take care of that, everything else in life becomes
much easier.

Man, there are so many things I want to write about I dont know where to start. I think I will just start from the beginning.

I really like my new apartment in EV, its quite comfortable and very close to work. No more riding along the busy street of Alma while evading high velocity missiles trying to kill me. Its hard living for the Ghanaian mafia. My intelligence sources just recently found out that those WMDs (weapons of mafia destruction) are called cars. Well, guess what, I have one too, so the Ghanaian mafia is on now on a different level. This is a new era, no more of those drive-by stuff, its now all about drive-throughs. We do it fast and efficient. We just go In and Out. Simple and straight-forward.

Man, I am beginning to scare myself these days, first it was settlers of Catan, now its the Ghanaian Mafia. Infact I am going to invent a new game called the mafia of Catan. FYI, I am currently the Lord of Catan after vanquishing Mo and Greg and making them eat the dust. Since I am modest and do not like boasting, I wont give the details of how I expertly and mafially played them against each other and won with a stroke of brilliance.

Concerning my WMD, opps i mean my car, it broke down some few days ago but I was able to fix it yesterday after I jumped it for 5 minutes. My God is an awesome God. I knew he was God and all but now i have realised that he is a mechanic too. My driver's license test is on August 16th, so very soon the Ghanaian mafia will be legitimate again, for a while.

My boss travelled to Japan to eat some original sushi for a while. Said he was tired of all those california rolls. But i think that was just a cover for a meeting with the Yakuza. Well i dont care for the purpose, considering the fact that it has raised my job cushiness level to 90%. To celebrate all these good things I would be hosting a dinner party at my apartment in EV. If u read this you are invited. Just send me an email b4 5pm and I will give u directions. I think later on today i will post an expose on this awesome poem i have been reading called 'The Prophet' by Khalil Gibran. I rank it as the best poem i have ever read. I wish I could read it in arabic. Salaam.

Yesterday evening i left Jarrett's place and moved to my new apartment in EV. The place is so cool and rent is not bad at all. The whole place smells like Indian spices cos the previous occupants are Indian and did not clean the place well. Well i still love it and really wish i could have stayed there the whole summer. Its in Mcfoughland court or something so u guys should drop by.

Work is going smoothly but i realized that i have been slacking off too much. Mainly cos i dont have too much to do i beggining to get careless. I will have to find a way to be efficient while bored. But i must say that I learn something new everyday. Soon I will be quite good at administrating.

Wow, I have not blogged anything for so long, its all the fault of this writer's block that is plaguing me but I will fight it by writing this blog. So I bought this game called the settlers of catan which I would soon be asking everyone to come play. Its a lot of fun. I also moved back to campus after getting kicked out of my apartment. Don't ask me why cos its a very long story, well come to think of it, its not that long and its actually very inspiring so let me give u the whole spiel

This is story is an example of God's faithfulness. This past Friday, my landlady told us that she had sold the apartment and the new owners wanted us to move out on Sunday, giving us 2 days to find new places to live. I was quite distraught but after praying to God to take up situation, he did some amazing things. First he gave me a sense a peace so that i could finish my work and by that evening he had provided a place for me to stay until i found a new place. On Saturday, he provided an apartment on campus for me and on Sunday, my landlady returned all the rent that I had paid the whole summer as compensation. Seeing God work this way was a great booster for my faith. I realized that there is no crisis too severe for God to turn into a blessing.

After i finally got a car and drove it around for a while (without insurance nor a licence) it broke down. I hope its not the engine else I will have to send it to the scrap yard. Its a real bummer, but what can you say, life is not easy.

My job is getting less cushy of late cos my bosses have been giving me more stuff to do. But thats a good thing cos I am gaining lots of experience. I am learning more about management and killing people, betrayals, gambling and all that family stuff. Soon I will be able to start my own family and all will hear of the efficiency of the Ghanaian mafia. By the way did u guys know that the reason why US forces were able to take over Sicily so easily during the 2nd world war was because of the New york families and sicilian mafia. My vision is that the Ghanaian mafia will help me takeover Ghana one day too. Ok enough of this crazy thoughts. I am out.

woah.. i have been hanging out with eun sang, and i just realized what an awesome and Godly guy he is. i want to be like him someday.

I only wish he will stop impersonating me and writing stuff in my blog as shown above

So, yesterday started great but by the end of day I was ready break a few things. I talked to my brother in the evening which helped to release some stress. I decided that i was not going to allow any problems to weigh me down which did wonders for my mood.
Last week, I started playing this game called 'settlers of Catan' with Ashni, Mo and Amit. Its kind of similar to civilization just that its way more fun for me. There is nothing better than ganging up with Mo and Ashni to screw Amit over. Amit by the way, has won 3 of our last 4 games and is beginning to trash talk. I plan on destroying him the next game.
Today has been one of my best days at work. Even though my screw up at work rate is still around twice a day, I am beginning to get better at cleaning up the mess. My work is very interesting though, I get a lot of interesting visitors and calls. For example a Leiutenant general from the coastal guard called looking for some article. Also a special agent from the FBI dropped by to chat yesterday. Very soon, I am sure Saddam Hussein would be dropping by for coffee.
This evening, i dont know what to do. I dont feel like playing basketball so i guess i will pass by the library and find a good book to read. Maybe I will try to play settlers of Catan if i find enough people. I will have to go grocery shopping too.
One last thing, yesterday i made a bid of $25.00 on an item only to find later that its retail price was $20. I felt like beating myself but today a very nice person made a bid of $27.00 on it saving me from my folly. I bet the seller must be wondering what idiots are bidding on his item.

Today is great day and a great day is today. I am at work but I have no work to do. We are going to have our first staff meeting today and I am wondering whether i should keep my mouth shut or not. Knowing myself, I will be highly tempted to say something, but i am going to fight it and keep quiet.
Guess what, I got my car yesternight. After months of selfless sacrifice my wait has been rewarded. I thought I will be overjoyed to have it but rather I feel like a heavy burden has been dropped on my shoulders. Now I have to get a license and insurance and get the car registered and all that stuff. I really need to unload this burden. I think I will give it to God and he will distribute it for me (probably to my sister, hehehe).
I also got a new roomate. His name is Greg Packnett. He just graduated from Stanford. The first time I met him was at IV FallCon my freshman year. We were in the same car with Ernie and Mo (who coincidentally was supposed to be my roomate). Lets hope we get along well. The great part is my rent has been reduced but now I have to keep my room clean, bummer.
Charlene (my housemate) threw a birthday party for a friend yesterday. It was really cool, the only problem was everyone was speaking Cantonese and I was just nodding my head and trying not too look too dumb. I kept saying Ho ho sei, which means "the food is good" in cantonese. There was lots of leftovers so i dont have to cook today.
I realised today that I was half chinese, so in order to get in touch with my asian side I am going to make KungPao chicken today. I hope some people my accidentally drop by my apartement #3 2889 Alma, Palo Alto and have dinner with me. Ok, enough talk, lets see how this day goes.

Ok so i was talking to this friend of mine today about what exactly does it mean to love everyone. I was wondering whether it was an action or an emotion. My question was whether you could dislike someone and still love him. You know, help him out and advise him and pray for him even though you wish you were far away. Well what my old high school friend told me was I had to try and like everyone as well. But the best advice she gave on how to do that was just to loosen up and not be rigid with societal rules. Let me think about it for a sec, why might I be really nice to profs and avoid homeless dudes? well apart from the fact that the prof might give me a recommendation, the reason I do this is because that is how society expects me to behave. As long as I allow myself to be enslaved by societal rules, I shall behave like everyone else. I think its time for me to just throw away some of society's rules. No living by the code for me anymore. My only rule now is this "I will love my God with all my heart and all my strength and all my mind and all my soul and love my neighbor as myself". And I will just chill. Man, I beginning to feel like a hippy, maybe I am going too far, I will keep some societal rules like wearing clothes and keeping clean. I am just talk to more people and get someone to smile everyday.



Whoa, work today was busy. The cushiness level of my job dropped from 80% to 10%. One of my profs/bosses arrived, and the work tripled, I am glad the other one is not around, else..... So I have been sleeping an average of 5.5 hours a day and working 8 hours which is definetly not normal for me. I have been doing a good job of praying for God's strength everyday and its been working (Yeah for prayer)!!!! But today cos i did not pray i was so tired. So I decided to pray 5 hours on Sunday to cover the whole week(Batch processing of prayer, just kidding)