The 2010 Bull Run

Don't you think the fence in the Ferrari picture looks like Bloomberg auto-regression bands?

Supercar Saturday

What money is spent on...

Office Badge of Honour

It is disturbing to me that gout has become somewhat a badge of honour among the upper echelons in the office. It's the disease to have, if you must be afflicted with something.

Because if you don't have gout, you haven't been eating and drinking finely enough.

@#$%@^^%#%$???!??!?!?!?!

I've been trading like a complete noob this past week!!!!!!!!!! I should be executed.

Pimps & ...

... World Head of Research & Equity Sales.

W.h.o.r.e.s, get it?

From a decade back...

My pals Shawn and Yunfei, who came to visit me in Hong Kong. Long way since messing around in an all-boys school, yeah!

Sigh, Singapore English

Bad grammar undermines credibility...

Hit it for all it's worth...

...Like it were a pinata.

Been bashing at the EUR/USD and GBP/USD for 2 weeks now, flogging every last pip out of it. Kept whacking away each time it retraced. Musta made something like 600 pips from the EUR/USD.

Now the EUR/USD and GBP/USD are ripe for a big pullback. I got my candies, I'm outta here. Turning to other risk currencies like AUD and NZD.

Smooth Operator

"Oh my god, your girlfriend looks like an actress!! Very stunning!!"

Convocate your Head

Contrary to popular misuse, the verb convocate has nothing to do with the noun convocation, that refers to a university graduation ceremony. So stop saying it like a verb, such as in the context of "woohoo I convocated yesterday now I feel like my IQ is 200", because it clearly isn't.

I'm going back to Singapore on Wednesday night!!!

All Summer Long

Went and got a new camera today. The old one has served me well, but it's showing weakness. Someone told me people celebrate a first paycheck with a self-congratulatory gift (like a bag or a suit or a watch). I guess this is how I embark on the long and swirling path of consumerism--acquisitions, trade-ups, upgrades--that comes with disposable income.

Next week I'm returning to Singapore to officially mark the end of my undergraduate days with a convocation ceremony. Back for a weekend that'll pass too quickly. However it'll be good to go back to school, for old times' sake. More photos (with my spanking new camera) with the gang.

And then...
I have about 5 weeks left in Hong Kong. Quick, huh?

I feel so on top of the news these days. Maybe it's just the job, maybe it's a line my boss said at the end of our last day in the orientation week back in the beginning of June.

"I expect all of you to know the latest news. If I ask you what's going on and you can't tell me, I will fuck you."

Hong Kong, Jul 2010

Right at home on the Avenue of Stars

World Cup Annoyance

Among the communities that root for Spain in this year's World Cup, there are a ton of fucking morons that express their support for the country as "Espanol!!!!!!"

Now that just doesn't fucking make any sense. You should be saying "Espana". Espanol is a language. It's like screaming "华语" when you support China in the fucking Olympics. That's just retarded.

Just stick to "Go, Spain" if you don't understand what you're saying.

Guess Who's Back

Internet's finally been set up. So many things have happened in the time I've been gone!

First things first:

1. Someone told me "six" doesn't rhyme with "dicks". That's just retarded. Rhyming has nothing to do with the ending alphabets being the same. Rhyming is about sound, you moron, and six does rhyme with dicks.
2. Spain is not going to win the World Cup final. The other PIGS of Europe have been booted out. I don't see why Spain should win, and allow themselves celebrations that would distract them from the more important task of fighting their way out of debt. And stop it with the siestas too.
3. I drink too much. I have more alcohol than blood plasma coursing through my arteries and veins. My piss is cloudy. I think I'm dying. Time to change my lifestyle.
4. Char my sweetheart and Bob my buddy came for a visit. It was great fun because sometimes, between having no internet and having nothing to do, I can get bored out of my skull. We visited so many places and shopped a lot.
5. Work's been fine. I enjoy my work. No complaints in this regard. They do like to stick the idea of money into our faces as a motivation. Notable quote: "The only thing we believe in is. Cold. Hard. CASH."
6. One of the reasons I got this job, was because my interviewer's assistant was in charge of screening CVs and shortlisting candidates for the interview. She went to Bocconi for a semester. So did I, two years after her. She made the connection when she sifted through the pile of resumes and saw Bocconi on my list of education institutions.

More to come. I've finally got Internet.

No Bullshit

Hi it's been a good long while since I updated. Now I'm one of those faceless boring working adults driving the economy while kids in school uniforms run around and scream and lower the GDP per capita just by their very existence.

Wait, wait--did I say boring working adults? No, tell me I didn't. The first week was one gauntlet of social events and drinks night after night, wherein a typical working day started with me crawling out of bed at 0600 hrs to get to the office by 0715 hrs, after which I'd have lessons and training sessions all day till 1800 hrs, before going out with bosses and colleagues alike into the town to paint it red, shooting whisky and chomping cigars, and showing em all how we roll. And we roll till about 1 in the morning, so we can all head back home to hit the sack by 0200 hrs, such that the possibility we may be up on our feet again 4 hours later is not negligible.

Now I'm in Hong Kong. I miss the friends I left behind and the old life, but considering the old life was essentially but a primer to reach a subsequent stage such as this, in which a bigger goal and purpose lay, then I guess yeah it'd do all of you some good to move on too, and recognise the reason why we had so much fun, was because we knew we'd never be presented with such an opportunity to ever again. We always told ourselves to make the last semester count, and sure we did. We got the pictures and the videos and the stories to prove it.

Hey Char I love you baby please come over soonest! I need to show you off. ;)