ZulDonald Gates
Yesterday we all had a ball of a time. Vishnu, Sing and Isyraf came over to my house to watch a movie.
At first, we all were out already. Isyraf fetched me from my house, we proceeded on to fetch Sing, then Vishnu. Then we realised that Vishnu didn’t book the tickets.
Isyraf was cheering. Why? He didn’t want to pay $9.50 to watch Premonition.
Neither did I. I would watch if everyone wanted to. So I suggested that since I had a lot of movies at home, we all could watch it over at my place.
And boy, was I dressed to go home. So was Sing. All of us dressed in our Sunday best to go to my house. Whee.
So I connected my laptop to my tv. And mofo bloody hell, its clearer to do stuff on my tv than on the laptop. Further proof that plasma beats LCD.
And no one was happier to see 42 inches of pleasure than Sing. He couldn’t stop looking into my private files and folders.
Folders of pics we took back in MJ lah, you perv! I don’t have any ‘alternative’ stuff on my com.
We watched my movie, ate ice-cream, drank coke, and watched Son Of the Beach. I don’t know why no one found it smart and witty. Only Sing laughed a bit la, but Vishnu and isyraf were somewhat bored.
Then we went surfing around in friendster and facebook. I haven’t logged on my friendster account for so long that when other people view me, the “logged on since” function doesn’t show the last time I logged on.
Come to think of it, I can’t remember when was the last time I logged on. And that account is like only 4 months old. That’s quite bad. Haha
Had dinner today with my family. Ate 2 slices of pizzas, 7 sweet and spicy drumlets and lots of briyani. Hoho. Getting fatter and fatter aren’t we. I haven’t jogged in 4 months, and I tired doing so last week. Couldn’t finish quarter of a round around my estate. Tried again 2 days ago, I pushed myself, finished a round 3 mins off my timing 4 months ago, but I had to stop myself from doing another. Why?
Cos of a searing pain across my chest. Haha. I’m too young to die. But before you start preparing to auction away my things in preparation of my demise, rest assured, I’m still relatively healthy ok. It was just a cramp, caused by heavy breathing due to a lack of exercise, so my chest was overtaxed. Thanks wikipedia.
Anyways, I told my sister that the money books she loaned me were very useful and I asked her for more. She said she’ll try to find some more for me..
And she’ll be sponsoring my first 1k in a unit trust of my choice underneath my name. Woohoo!
Now, nothing’s set in stone yet, but all I know is that that 1k will help me learn about the process of investing cash.
I just hope that I can wear her down to actually give me that 1k. haha. She wasn’t explicit enough as to say whether it’s a loan or a free cash starter.
And in the spirit of charity, my mother has allowed me full usage of the small university cash present for me to invest. Its been sitting in an Islamic bank account under my name. It was supposed to be a present for me to buy my clothes, laptop, and phone, for the hard work (yeah right) I put in to go to uni.
So I managed to convince her that letting that money rot in a bank account was not as beneficial as giving it to me to invest it now, while I’m still free in NS and not needing the money yet.
On a side note, the Islamic banking account from OCBC has generated 1.64% DIVIDENDS p.a on my uni present. That is quite a high rate ah. Plus the fact that its not interest, its counted as halal derived money, therefore it can be used for food. I guess I can use some of my dividends to buy a bigger pair of pants.
So I guess now, its off for a learing journey. How am I to invest my uni present and my sister’s starter fund without losing it all?
I guess this is where SCDF has its benefits aye? I have time to research. And given that I’m in the finance department, where everybody from the directors to the clerical civilians invest their cash, there’s bound to be someone who can guide my hand.
Cos my sister is too busy, she’s just dumping the cash in my hands and expecting me to make a miracle.
Hullo? All I know now is to put that cash in my NTUC savings account. I’m no risk taker, especially when its my own money at stake. I guess that’s why, I’ll never be a ZulDonald Gates.
At first, we all were out already. Isyraf fetched me from my house, we proceeded on to fetch Sing, then Vishnu. Then we realised that Vishnu didn’t book the tickets.
Isyraf was cheering. Why? He didn’t want to pay $9.50 to watch Premonition.
Neither did I. I would watch if everyone wanted to. So I suggested that since I had a lot of movies at home, we all could watch it over at my place.
And boy, was I dressed to go home. So was Sing. All of us dressed in our Sunday best to go to my house. Whee.
So I connected my laptop to my tv. And mofo bloody hell, its clearer to do stuff on my tv than on the laptop. Further proof that plasma beats LCD.
And no one was happier to see 42 inches of pleasure than Sing. He couldn’t stop looking into my private files and folders.
Folders of pics we took back in MJ lah, you perv! I don’t have any ‘alternative’ stuff on my com.
We watched my movie, ate ice-cream, drank coke, and watched Son Of the Beach. I don’t know why no one found it smart and witty. Only Sing laughed a bit la, but Vishnu and isyraf were somewhat bored.
Then we went surfing around in friendster and facebook. I haven’t logged on my friendster account for so long that when other people view me, the “logged on since” function doesn’t show the last time I logged on.
Come to think of it, I can’t remember when was the last time I logged on. And that account is like only 4 months old. That’s quite bad. Haha
Had dinner today with my family. Ate 2 slices of pizzas, 7 sweet and spicy drumlets and lots of briyani. Hoho. Getting fatter and fatter aren’t we. I haven’t jogged in 4 months, and I tired doing so last week. Couldn’t finish quarter of a round around my estate. Tried again 2 days ago, I pushed myself, finished a round 3 mins off my timing 4 months ago, but I had to stop myself from doing another. Why?
Cos of a searing pain across my chest. Haha. I’m too young to die. But before you start preparing to auction away my things in preparation of my demise, rest assured, I’m still relatively healthy ok. It was just a cramp, caused by heavy breathing due to a lack of exercise, so my chest was overtaxed. Thanks wikipedia.
Anyways, I told my sister that the money books she loaned me were very useful and I asked her for more. She said she’ll try to find some more for me..
And she’ll be sponsoring my first 1k in a unit trust of my choice underneath my name. Woohoo!
Now, nothing’s set in stone yet, but all I know is that that 1k will help me learn about the process of investing cash.
I just hope that I can wear her down to actually give me that 1k. haha. She wasn’t explicit enough as to say whether it’s a loan or a free cash starter.
And in the spirit of charity, my mother has allowed me full usage of the small university cash present for me to invest. Its been sitting in an Islamic bank account under my name. It was supposed to be a present for me to buy my clothes, laptop, and phone, for the hard work (yeah right) I put in to go to uni.
So I managed to convince her that letting that money rot in a bank account was not as beneficial as giving it to me to invest it now, while I’m still free in NS and not needing the money yet.
On a side note, the Islamic banking account from OCBC has generated 1.64% DIVIDENDS p.a on my uni present. That is quite a high rate ah. Plus the fact that its not interest, its counted as halal derived money, therefore it can be used for food. I guess I can use some of my dividends to buy a bigger pair of pants.
So I guess now, its off for a learing journey. How am I to invest my uni present and my sister’s starter fund without losing it all?
I guess this is where SCDF has its benefits aye? I have time to research. And given that I’m in the finance department, where everybody from the directors to the clerical civilians invest their cash, there’s bound to be someone who can guide my hand.
Cos my sister is too busy, she’s just dumping the cash in my hands and expecting me to make a miracle.
Hullo? All I know now is to put that cash in my NTUC savings account. I’m no risk taker, especially when its my own money at stake. I guess that’s why, I’ll never be a ZulDonald Gates.
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