Wednesday, September 1, 2010

OS Reinstall

 To put the long story short, I got punked. Just when I thought everything's going smooth, out of nowhere, all my applications stopeed working. Firefox? Gone. Wtf... Eclipse? Gone. Google Chrome? Gone. Even the Visual Studio I used for my last semester is now history. I haven't touched that in over two months! If there is a 911 for a situation like this, I'll be sure to report the effing culprit. But, there's no such service for a free-loading, typical PC user like me. At least I can't afford it anyway.

So, after finished scratching my head from this totally unwholesome experience, I decided that it is the best to flush out the remaining shambles of little-to-no-use-at-all software plus the amazing Windows 7 pro, and reinstall the whole thing plus the applications all over again. Not to mention, there is a fully working Linux on the same hard disk, that I now need to format entirely. Meaning, it's a double blow. Oh well, here goes the story of a gullible computer user. Security-aware? Yes. But, dilligent enough to keep that security up for protection? I'm just not sure whether to think of myself as just being naive or gullible.



Anyways, it took a whole of two hours to reformat, and install Windows 7. Also pretty much finished setting up for re-installing new version of Fedora Core. Not a bad effort I must say though, thanks to the high-speed internet connection we get here at student village.

Now, I can't really name the real culprit here. But it's a software package that has something to do with keyboard driver for writing Burmese font. To write some Burmese texts on this blog, I decided to use a few different keyboard drivers just to test them. Turned out, I can use all of them for writing, but when the text is posted on the blog, they all turned to rubbish, and I decided not to use those drivers at all again.

Well, the damn thing decided not to leave peacefully and decided to leave some empty space on my hard disk. It cleared out roughly about 25G of application files in total. And here I am writing about all of it feeling like a cat just slipped into a toilet and just climbed up from the whole mess.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

အိပ္ေရးမ၀ေသာည

မနက္၃နာရီခြဲ။ အေဆာင္ကေက်ာင္းသူတစ္ေယာက္နွင့္ ေကာင္ေလးတစ္ေယာက္တို့ စကားထမ်ားေနႀကၿပီ။ လူေတြအိပ္ခ်ိန္မွာ ဘယ္သူ.မွဂရုမစိုက္ဘဲ ပြားေနႀကပံုမ်ား။ ..............................................................
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မနက္၅နာရီ။ ေသခ်င္းဆိုးေတြ ဆက္ပြားေနႀကတုန္း။ လြန္ခဲ့တဲ့တစ္နာရီေက်ာ္က ဆက္အိပ္မရလို. စာထဖတ္။ စာဖတ္မရေတာ့လို. "Blowing in a dream" post ကို headphone တပ္၊ သီခ်င္းနားေထာင္ရင္း ထိုင္ေရး။ နားေထာင္ၿဖစ္တဲ့သီခ်င္းက Bob Dylan ရဲ့ Blowing In The Wind။

ဒီလိုနွင့္ဘဲ အိပ္မရေတာ့တဲ့ မနက္တစ္ခုက အေတြးေတြကို "အင္တာ၀က္(ဘ)" မွာတင္ၿဖစ္သြားပါတယ္။

Blowing in the wind

At 5 in the morning, just lying in my bed thinking about life here in Oz. It's a different world than the one I was born and grew up in. There was a time I thought, "This is it! This is going to be my life here in this little town called Taunggyi. And spent the rest of my life here.", but it turned out that I lived there for only the first nineteen years there.

The need to find further education and better life make me come to Australia.

The first few years went quite quickly. Started attending Introductory Computing Courses at a technical college. Worked part-time and earned my living that way. And I never thought that on a morning like this, I would be thinking about wanting to go back to Burma. I'm not a sentimental type, but a imaginative one.

Now that I've been here for almost a decade, I can't think of better place to live and work for the foreseeable future. Now studying at university towards an undergraduate degree. Hopefully a rewarding learning experience both for my career and life. Intending to live and work here for some time. Making my home away from home. Also making some bucks. Try to fit in with the flow of this materialistic world. Money talks everywhere. It buys influence. It makes you think you are God.

Some says "Money can't buy happiness". My instinct tells me otherwise. Maybe, money solves our problems and makes us feel so good that the feelings of relief from troubles and the joy of carefree moments make you delusional enough to think that what we are experiencing is the true happiness.

May be I AM that delusional. Maybe I'm just rumbling. But, I do hope it's a productive day today.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

I am mine

Picked up my guitar and started playing some old songs again. It's been a while that I've stopped plying any music. Thought of a good song. "I Am Mine" by Pearl Jam. Took a few practice to get the melody right. Like the tune. And the lyrics. This post makes me want to go get an Ipod or some portable mp3 player, just so that I can listen to some of my old tunes that I've been collecting over the years. Boy, I need some new music!

Back to the song. I still need to remember all the parts for the bridge and the chorus. And the lyrics too. Here's the lyrics from lyricsfreak.com, followed by youtube video.

I AM MINE

By Pearl Jam

The selfish, they're all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind

The North is to South what the clock is to time
There's east and there's west and there's everywhere life
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine
I am mine

And the feeling, it gets left behind
All the innocence lost at one time
Significant, behind the eyes
There's no need to hide
We're safe tonight

The ocean is full 'cause everyone's crying
The full moon is looking for friends at hightide
The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrow's denied
I only know my mind
I am mine

And the meaning, it gets left behind
All the innocents lost at one time
Significant, behind the eyes
There's no need to hide
We're safe tonight

And the feelings that get left behind
All the innocents broken with lies
Significance, between the lines
(We may need to hide)

And the meanings that get left behind
All the innocents lost at one time
We're all different behind the eyes
There's no need to hide

[Lyrics from Lyricsfreaks]