Archive for November 2010
Olo! I’m on a 3-day leave (strategically applied for 2 days with Hari Raya Haji in between) and finally have some breathing time. This blog feels like an old friend whom I haven’t met in a long while, and suddenly, because there’s so much left to say, I don’t know where or even if to start saying anything.
Let’s start with the obvious – I’ve changed jobs. I’m no longer doing economic research for what used to be one of the biggest banks globally by market cap. I think it’s still one of the biggest banks by bailout size though, but in any case I don’t follow their updates anymore. I’m still in a bank, though a much smaller one at that, but the most important thing is…
I am working my dream job!
Which is proving less of a dream now and more of a reality with its blacks and whites and greys. Lots of grey areas actually. But it’s still pretty amazing that I’m now living it instead of wistfully writing about it in this blog. That job is FX sales by the by… I sell plain vanilla FX as well as the more structured products, pricing FX hedging ideas using options.
So one reason why I haven’t visited you, my dear diary, is because I have less to write now and more to live. At least in one area of my life, I am (for now) satisfied. Another reason is because I’m always tired after work and tend to crash really early – as early as 9 PM. Weekends are now spent either sleeping in or catching up with friends, after which I hardly have the energy to string two sentences together.
The tinier updates:
– I just got back from a department offsite in HK and am now nursing a sore throat
– Signed up for a 10km run this Sunday, for which I haven’t sufficiently trained so think am gonna walk 3/4 of the way
– I now own 3 pairs of Loubies despite my rantings on materialism
– How I Met Your Mother, Glee and Gossip Girl are my constant weekend companions
So hello, old friend… Hope to see you again soon!
I just watched a pretty insulting ‘music video’ on the haze by mrbrown. While I’m technically carrying a red passport like every other Singaporean, I can’t help but to feel pissed off deep inside my Indo-born heart.
Singaporeans seriously need to find something better to complain about. I guess this is the drought season in between the F1 hype and before Christmas (hmm, let’s see, then, Singaporeans will talk about the Christmas displays near Tanglin and complain about foreign construction workers squirting water at girls).
Seriously people, it’s no big deal! Haze = slightly cloudy weather = just stay bloody well indoors. Haze gets you sick? So many other things can make you sick. Scolding Indonesia on forums and complaining that they aren’t complying to agreements dated way-back-when as if you’re the Prime Minister is so… so… so… Singaporean.
Indo has much bigger problems to deal with than one tiny forest fire in Sumatra. We have poverty, sub-standard living conditions, unpaved roads. Do you really think Indo will bother about a tiny island’s complaint when it has over 17,000 islands under its own territory to take care of? Please. You really don’t know how blessed you are as a country / city-state. Stop being such ball-less pussies and just suck it.
And for that mrbrown to actually make it into a whole song and dance, inciting more reaction and whatnot. How puerile. Please, don’t use international matters to create more blog traffic. Just sing another song about ERP, “every road pay hur hur”. Fuckineejits.