It’s all because of Darren Rowse’s Blogging Goals.
May is determined that Mayvelous:

• To have a big hair like Molly,
• To flirt with Zeldman,
• To think like Eric,
• To kiss Dave Shea,
• To listerine Inman,
• To sleep with 37signals guys,
• To drink with 9rules group,
• To make Scobleizer the Googlizer,
• To takeover Darren’s Problogger,
• To kidnap Josh from John,
• To steal Gapingvoid underwear,
• To visit 456 Berea Street,
• To spook around snook,
• To browse porn on flickr,
• To Apart Mayvelous (ie. May and Velous),

To Enjoy Myself.

I don’t feel like blogging lately. Not that I don’t have anything to write about, actually I got lots to write about. Just that I’m lacking motivation to type up. My random thoughts are always roaming in my head but to put them in proper wording is the problem.

One of the reasons I’m lacking motivation these days is cos’ I’m disappointed with one of my current projects.
We’re using WSS(Windows Sharepoint Services) in intranet project that I’m doing and it’s giving me such a pain and messing up my good mood.

To start of, WSS is such a pain in the god damn unspoken part. It has such a crappy user interface and a documentation. The customization is too painful and lack of good sample resources online. (I still can’t find proper sample documentation for what I’m trying to do yet). I’m struggling with it for a few weeks already and still can’t figure out much from head to tail. The whole day I sit at my desk, read, research, test, scratch my head, pull hair, curse this and that, etc etc. Not only that, I go home, thinking about WSS, I watch TV thinking about WSS, I eat, sleep, go toilet, thinking about WSS. I can’t think of other things to do but think about WSS and have unsettle feeling about unresolved things on WSS. I’m starting to get scared to go to work, to face that damn project again. God damn WSS!!!

Another reason my lack of motivation is that, I’m pretty much disappointed with my whole life situation. (yah big thing haha) There are lots of things I want to do which cannot be done. For example,
I’m disappointed with my work,
I’m disappointed with my pay,
I’m disappointed about my mentor leaving the company,
I’m disappointed about my inability to do things,
I’m disappointed that I’m a terrible programmer,
I’m disappointed about me being a bad sister,
I’m disappointed about me being an unhelpful daughter,
I’m disappointed about me being an unfriendly friend,
I’m disappointed that I’m so lazy,
I’m disappointed that I lack motivation to do things,
I’m disappointed that I can never satisfy with things,
I’m disappointed about me talking about my disappointments here,
Damn I’m so disappointed in me.

Oh well enough about my gloomy life, I’ve decided to pull myself back on track and catch things up. Hope to update my blog regularly this month and months ahead.
Thanks you for visiting here and being an understandable reader.

With Sincere Appreciations,
Gloomy May.

Necessity is the mother of invention – Jonathan Swift.

Necessity may be the mother of invention, but play is certainly the father – Roger von Oech.

I don’t really get it, do you? The first quote I kinda get it but once I read the second quote, I’m lost.

I am following Nature without being able to grasp her…I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers -Claude Monet

What the heck is that suppose to mean? I’m not really artistic or poetic or whatever minded, I don’t get the meaning of that quote.
Anybody with a good imagination likes to explain me?

Oh I just make a synonyms check on the word “Artistic” and “Poetic” in MS Word and the results are pretty intriguing.

• Artistic
  • creative
  • Imaginative
  • inventive
  • Arty
• Poetic
  • lyrical
  • Elegiac
  • graceful
  • Rhythmical
  • flowing
  • Prosaic
  • sensitive
  • full of feeling

Wow “full of feeling” ! Very fascinating…I just love checking synonyms for each word and learn other similar words.
Ok the thing is, there is no synonym given for the word “Synonyms” in MS Word. Haha.

» May 4th, 2006, 0300 hr.

Early morning..
The birds are yet to stir.
The chirping of crickets and other insects of the night have stopped.
All is quiet in the neighborhood but for an occational dog bark.
….. *Woof*…… *Woof Woof* … … . .

» 0315 hr.

*RING!!! RING!! RINGGNN!!!”
*RING!!! RING!! RINGGNN!!!”
….
** unlock bed room doors **
*RING!! RINGGNN!!!”
** patter patter patter patter patter patter **
….
*RING!! RINGGNN!!!”

(sleepy voice) Hello?
~~*~~!
&=~< +^:`~!
(awake voice) Is that so?
*~-_!
Ok,
*~-_+^:`~…
Ok,
~*~~!
Right, thank you very much.

Hey! Hey! Every one wake up!!
Get up everybody.

May, wake up, we got Tsunami alert, get dress up, we have to go higher ground.
(mumbling)…don’t touch me…no..bull shit..
What!? You little! “SLAP!”
“Arrgghhh!!” What did I do!, let me sleep!!
Go dress up now and get important things ready. We’re going to Toorak or hospital, it’s the only higher place I know.

Important things?…Ok. I got my identification card in my jeans. That’s all I need.
In any case something happen to me and people can identify my filthy body, they should atleast get to know who I was.
So yes, I’m ready.

Listen to the radio
Message from BBC in regard to tsunami alert.
Early morning 3 o’clock there was big earth quake at scale 8 in North side of Tonga.
So tsunami alert come up for Fiji, NZ and other small islands.

Well luckly we didn’t have to go anywhere and nothing serious did happened.
While we were preparing things and calling up friends to warn about tsunami alert, we got another radio news saying the alert has been lifted.

Thank god for that. You never know what will happen to this tiny island like Fiji.
So about 2hours this morning we were worried sick and around 6:30am after radio announcement, we got relaxed.
My dad canceled his trip to the west and he told us not to go to work today.
But then we got some stuffs up at work and everything back to normal so here were are at work.
What a hard working freaks we are!

I really don’t want to think about tsunami as I’m never been prepared for those kind of catastrophic disasters. I guess if something happen, I’ll be the very first gonner.

Oh well, nobody can tell the faith. So if I must die then I will die no matter how prepared I am or not.
So I don’t really worry about it.

Anyway just blogging about my morning here at Fiji islands.

Hmmm…I’m in the same situation as the guy in the conversation.

I guess I should try that out…
But…I’m a gal…I should keep my cool.
I can’t punch like that…may be slapping or hire a hitman.
Punching is better…so…

Who’s willing to lend me a hand?

He’s my love,
My life, My everything,
I’m blind without him,
He shows me the way,
He got to be with me everywhere,
Without him my world will be faded away,
He help me to see things right,
I am, who I am, cos’ of him,
He’s my old faithful best friend…

My a pair of GLASSES.

Thanks to Phwe. Dedicated to all “HIS” lovers.