Meaning of Life

So a good friend of mine was questioning the Meaning of Life.

What is it exactly?

For me there is no true meaning, and if there is, its insignificant with what we go though day to day.

So why exactly does there have to be a meaning to life at all?

For everything we do in life it's just pointless and we are to just to live for our own joy. Why make it a bad one? Why not just do everything possible to make you happy. In the end it won't even matter.

Why won't it matter dear Mr Xendal?

Because life is repetitive, everything we do has just been done once before.
We come from nothing, we do stuff we apparently find meaning in, we die and go back to nothing. So over all, what have you lost? Nothing.

So tell me, why bother seeking the meaning to life at all?

To me, life repeats. That's all there is to it.

Life is a time frame filled with nothing but meaningless events.