Oh yeah baby
September 25, 2001
When I shoved those CACEE forms into the cubby holes at the commerce carrer centre, all the week’s stress went in with them. I spent a long time on those damn forms but it’s finally over and I can get on with my life.
So, whether or not my future in accounting blooms or blows depends on whether or not these forms get me interviews, and ultimately, jobs. Cross fingers?
The media only talks about the terrorist attacks and terrorist attack-related things. Although it’s exciting in some ways and very important as it’s a global issue that impacts everything, I’m getting pretty sick of it. I have been wanting to play Red Alert or RA2 a lot lately. Damn media.
If we think some concept is good and another’s concept is bad, and at the same time, that other person thinks their concept is good and our’s is bad, then who’s to say what is really good or bad? And if we can agree no one (neither us or them) is really better than the other, then the whole concept of goodness and badness falls apart. If so, is it plausible to say that nothing is good and nothing is bad? I guess it’ll only work on a macro level because I’m quite sure it is bad when a vulture starts pecking at my eyes. But then again, it is good for that vulture because it derives nourishment or entertainment.
I just confused myself.
Ugh
September 23, 2001
Holy fuck what a week again.
This time, it was my personal life. Or the lack of it anyway.
The big thing was club week last week. I had to sit there like an idiot promoting the accounting club. It’s great and all, but I just got a little tired from saying the same thing over and over again. I also had to get the webpage updated. Now, I’m already behind again from not updating for a few days. I gotta get that done tomorrow. Then there was homework. Luckily all the assignments so far haven’t taken that long to finish. The most tiring thing was the 4th Year CA Night on Thursday. That is basically a night where about 100 students who need an accounting job come out along with about 50 real accountants from different companies. The students start shmoozing their way to try to get jobs. I admit I did some shmoozing myself, but I made it a point not to lay it on too thick like some people did. It was tiring, but I did meet two reps from a small firm that seemed a lot different than the rest. Hopeful I be.
Tonight, I was busy finishing up the CACEE forms for Tuesday. They’re so tedious. They’re so subjective that filling it out is similar to writing an essay that you want your teacher to grade generously. So, you have to write in some things they expect you to write but at the same time be creative ~ these two things conflict sometimes.
Thankfully, after Tuesday, my life will come back to me… slowly. I’m a zombie to the chores at hand right now. Soon, soon I shall regain life and spend all of it being with Eri. Yes, I do mention her name every update. Muhahaha.
I’ve finally come up with a plan about my future which was foggy until now. I will firstly graduate [duh]. Then, if I haven’t secured an accounting job as an articling student by then, then I shall go get a DAP of Finance. It’s only a year or so and it will open up more portals of workdom. After that, then I don’t know. That’s beyond my plan. But at least I have come up with an IF, ELSE statement so far. If I do get a job, then I will attain that CA designation in about 3 years – after which I will probably stay with the firm to broaden my experience.
When I feel I have enough experience, I will consider doing that MBA in finance or accounting, then maybe travel? This area is too far to think of.
Blah. I don’t want to graduate so fast.
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September 17, 2001
Holy fuck what a week.
I don’t really want to talk about it here because if I do write about it, I’ll write way too much. I’d rather talk about this in person with friends. I’ll just say I waited 4 hours at the airport to pick up Eri. Pretty minimal in consequence compared to what people at the WTC felt. Holy fuck.
But I’ll just say let’s all pray or whatever you do in your religion/belief system for not just the victims and their families, but for all of humanity at large.
This has been a weird week too. I feel bad because I have been having fun with Eri who’s been here since the day of the attack. But seriously, we must go on right? Move on. I feel bad, but this won’t be the last time innocent people die.
I’ve been busy as hell all week and will be until half way through next week. Doh. Basically, I go to school and finish everything I need to, rush home to be with my honey, then do homework or whatever commitments that’s on my To-Do. We did happen to find Simant though! It’s not as fun as I remembered it to be.
I’m working on updating the UBC Accounting Club Webpage. It’s been on hold for the longest of time so I just added a few exec bios and whatnot. I think it needs a redesign because it took forever to add the Message Board link to every freaking page and not every page looks the same (that’s partially my fault). Who knows. Maybe post-midterms will be a new look for it.
I’m also taking a month off work. I don’t know if I said this already. I’m doing this because primarily, I wanted to spend all the available time with my honey and secondarily (is that a real word?), there’s so much stuff to do for school, I thought a break from work would be necessary. Yup.
I’m having that feeling again. The one where something is going to happen. I’ve had this feeling before – namely beginning of last year, but nothing important really happened. Then through the summer and school, there was lull. Ever since school started (before those WTC attacks), I’ve had the feeling come back. I don’t know what the hell it means. Probably a bad case of gas or something.
I love you all and if I die, then I probably won’t update for a while. Bye.
If you fear nothing, you love nothing. If you love nothing, what joy can there be in life?
September 10, 2001
I fear, therefore I love.
And, I love my honey! It is our one year anniversary today! Yay for us. We are going to celebrate well. She will celebrate on an airplane heading for Vancouver while I will celebrate by reading up on auditing and financial accounting. D’oh. Sorry ladies, my babe is back in town (like you commoners ever held a glimmer of chance).
I am smug.
I found 6 more job opportunities with big big investment firms that look really appealing but aren’t really up my accounting alley. Leaning more on the Finance side, they look like really really fun and interesting jobs. I’m still going to apply for them ~ accounting and finance are similar in many respects. So that makes it about 16 jobs that I have to send resumes or CACEE’s. Of course, each one should be unique to the job being applied for. Crapulence.
I have one class tomorrow then I’m off to the airport to pick up my honey. Sorry everyone, but I’m am going to the realm of non-existence for the next month because I’m spending every available moment with her. (Still need to go to classes though).
After being told of World of Warcraft by Jesse, I was amazed at these screenshots. This game looks like fun but will probably eat up real life since you’re in a fake (but fun) life. Here are those screenshots.
If you haven’t already, you have to see Robot Frank’s page. It is the best. I’m still reading the diaries – they crack me up!!!
Why am I typing like a retard? Don’t answer that.
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September 09, 2001
Woh. I’m playing Betrayal at Krondor and it’s pretty cool. I’ve had the game for years now but never played it before and seeing how I was so bored today, I installed it and BOOM. It’s fun! A little complicated seeing how I have no instructions or anything. Thank god for the miracles of internet. I found a good page with item lists, weapon data, and WALKTHROUGHS! Woohoo. I didn’t really get too far though. I didn’t realize how weak those bastards are when you first start.
I really should be doing homework instead. Tonight. After Simpsons. I swear it.
I wish I had something more to say. But I don’t. Really. Don’t. Nope.
Don’t judge a book by its cover, just judge the person buying the book
September 06, 2001
I love my financial accounting class. It was the second lecture today, talking about bonds and the pricing of said bonds. Simple, mindless finance equations. I learned most of this in second year already so it was basically review. But it was the way the prof taught that really made it ‘fun’.
I have to admit, I had judgements about this prof before I took any of his classes. My impression of him wasn’t very nice – this based on a 5 minute conversation I had with him when we were both smoking outside. Ever since that conversation, I always thought he was … not as nice as I thought. So, when I found out he would be teaching the course, I thought to myself, “oh shit. This will be great…”
So, I am very wrong. He’s a very good teacher – he gets to the point and he teaches at a quicker pace. I hate slow teachers. In my mind I’m completing their sentences while barely keeping awake. If they spoke faster, I’d actually give a crap about what they’re saying.
I bought my books today. If you’re a UBC’er, you’ll know that waiting in the mile-long line used to take >1 hour. They’ve streamlined this bottleneck a lot now because I waited about half an hour. I’m guessing there were about 100 people ahead of me.
Anyways, I find it very awkard waiting in that line because it snakes and turns all over the place. You find yourself staring at people waiting in line who are facing you (snakes and loops so many times). You don’t know them and vice versa. You stare at their books while they stare at yours. You both make an opinion based on each other’s books.
Today, I saw some guy holding a first year philosophy book of Plato. Most likely it was a collection of excerpts from the Republican. I then looked at this guy. He was sporting a white hooded sweater with some blue logo and blue jeans. Clean cut hair-do with a face that knew only about 3 emotions. My thoughts were he was a first year guy doing an Arts degree but hating it because he really wanted to do something more fun but his parents made him. I thought he will never be happy at UBC.
There were so many more of these examples. That 30 minute wait takes forever. I wonder what people thought about me. I had a basket of books like Business Analysis & Valuation, Strategic Management Theory, uh… some book about Auditing, and an English book. I bet everyone thought I was a mindless stiff when really I’m filled with millions of different colors and swirls.
“You will one day work for us” – commerce slogan as understood by Michelle. Is this true? I hope not. I don’t want any of you working for me. You’ll hate me by day 3. Guaranteed.
Self-indulgence
September 05, 2001
Well, here it is. It’s all up except the art. I haven’t drawn in a few days so there’s no art to speak of. It’s all school now. Ok ok, it was only the second day today, but 3 1.5hr classes in a row is tough. I didn’t manage to eat until 3:00pm today. I’m genuinely scared of my courses because it’s proving to be massive loads of reading and homework. Luckily, my revamped life is proving to be more courageous and confident in taking on this challenge.
Did you know that if you click on the icon at the top of each section, you will go back to the main page? I don’t think it’s very obvious but I didn’t want to add to much navigation to any page. What I do is program the wheel of my mouse to be the Back button (when you press the wheel, not roll), so it’s very easy to go back on pages. If not, then you can point to the back button or just click the top icon. It’s not that difficult.
I’m a little stressed out because there’s one accounting course that I didn’t know I had to take. I went to the ever helpful undergrad office and they made me fill out a sheet. Then, they told me to check the web in a couple of days. So it’s like telling me: ok, maybe yes, maybe no. But spend two days worrying about it and then we’ll tell you. I love admin.
More stress also comes because I found out a couple of days ago that for grads, applications for the accounting firms are due in 3 weeks. I thought they were due in 1.5 months. So now I have to blaze through the CACEE forms. (Can’t they use regular resumes???) It’s a thankful coincidence that I work best under stress.
I love my girlfriend. That’s all for now.
