A-lately
My Latest List of Excuses For Not Blogging
1. Grandma's Surgery
Grandma went through surgery, which actually went really well. Had a long philosophical discussion with her post-surgery as she periodically woke up to insist that I switch of the lights, while I explained to her that it was not the lights, it was the Sun, and one cannot switch off the Sun no matter how annoying you find its presence to be.
After a while, I started singing to entertain myself, so she pretended to sleep to make me shut up. Went through Sarah McLachlan's Angel, Aerosmith's I Don't Want to Miss a Thing, Jacky Cheung's Zhu Fu and Qing Shu and Faye's Yuan Yi before remaining relatives started trooping in, much to grandma's relief.
Am glad she's alright.
2. Extreme confusion re: work
Work has been confusing lately, resulting in me not really knowing what I'm doing. I've realized that the past few weeks have been a nonstop buzz of activities, but mostly with me sitting in on little meetings looking all Bambi eyed and praying fervently that nobody asks me what RF stands for (I know now, it means, RADIO FREQUENCY ok?).
For some reason, I am also plagued by toilet attacks everytime I sit in one of these meetings. Inconvenient doesn't begin to describe.
3. CFA is back with a vengeance
The exams are June 3 (I know because I just checked) and this time, I am not allowed to just color in "C" (you know? the ultimate exam commandment? when in doubt, shade "C") because it is... get this... SUBJECTIVE. My boss likes to say, when Substance is Suspect, Fall Back on Form, so I have decided to start practicing cursive script writing and memorizing big financial words like, Black Scholes Theorem and Depreciation. I will then pepper my answers with intimidating words, to stun the examiner into speechlessness and guide their subconciousnesses to passing me. Also I must learn how to spell subconciousnesses before I can control the examiner's subconciousnesses
Yes. Good Plan.
1. Grandma's Surgery
Grandma went through surgery, which actually went really well. Had a long philosophical discussion with her post-surgery as she periodically woke up to insist that I switch of the lights, while I explained to her that it was not the lights, it was the Sun, and one cannot switch off the Sun no matter how annoying you find its presence to be.
After a while, I started singing to entertain myself, so she pretended to sleep to make me shut up. Went through Sarah McLachlan's Angel, Aerosmith's I Don't Want to Miss a Thing, Jacky Cheung's Zhu Fu and Qing Shu and Faye's Yuan Yi before remaining relatives started trooping in, much to grandma's relief.
Am glad she's alright.
2. Extreme confusion re: work
Work has been confusing lately, resulting in me not really knowing what I'm doing. I've realized that the past few weeks have been a nonstop buzz of activities, but mostly with me sitting in on little meetings looking all Bambi eyed and praying fervently that nobody asks me what RF stands for (I know now, it means, RADIO FREQUENCY ok?).
For some reason, I am also plagued by toilet attacks everytime I sit in one of these meetings. Inconvenient doesn't begin to describe.
3. CFA is back with a vengeance
The exams are June 3 (I know because I just checked) and this time, I am not allowed to just color in "C" (you know? the ultimate exam commandment? when in doubt, shade "C") because it is... get this... SUBJECTIVE. My boss likes to say, when Substance is Suspect, Fall Back on Form, so I have decided to start practicing cursive script writing and memorizing big financial words like, Black Scholes Theorem and Depreciation. I will then pepper my answers with intimidating words, to stun the examiner into speechlessness and guide their subconciousnesses to passing me. Also I must learn how to spell subconciousnesses before I can control the examiner's subconciousnesses
Yes. Good Plan.
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