Someone in my analyst class (female) said it's weird for guys to have a xanga. I don't understand the criticism . . . isn't it supposed to show a sensitive side? Like having stuffed animals, or reading poetry, or cuddling?
Anyhow, training is over. Finished one series exam, one more on Monday, and then the working life begins. Training has been at times fun, at times boring, but all in all, it's great to get paid to learn. Also tested out some of the offerings in NYC . . . I'm a looong way from home in sunny california.
Money burns quickly here. Now I understand why you have to make a good sum of money to live in Manhattan. I think I'm going to have to stop eating out all the time, my Citibank account is looking like it needs a revolving line of credit.
Anyhow, people in my analyst class are pretty cool. Very type A, very competitive, but I guess that's expected. It's different coming from a different firm and trying to mix in with the people who spent last summer at Morgan Stanley, but I guess it's going along alright.
My newfound goal is to again get into shape. After stopping tkd practice, I've begun to get horribly out of shape. Time to change that (don't want the ibanker gut).
Alright, well back to studying for the series 63. This is my second of three licensing exams. I know, what a boring life I lead. Actually, it's not that boring, but I'm not gonna post it all here for the world to read. If you really want to know about the cool stuff going on, gimme a call. I like talking better than writing anyway . . . |