| I'm writing this purely out of disgust. I'm not even pissed off
that this whole thing happened, just disgusted. This person
deserves a beating badly. In fact, he/she should eat shit for the next nine months.
I don't ride my bike very much. I leave it in my garage next to my
car. A couple of weeks ago, upon returning from dinner and pool with my bestfriend from high school, I realized that
my bike had been stolen and replaced with a cheaper, older, and
shittier bike.
At first, I was angry. But then I remembered what I had
learned in college. I thought to myself, "At least the bike is
enjoying a higher utilization rate. Someone out there is making
the most out of the bike. Really milking it for it's
value."
I took a breath and walked up the steps to my door, allowing economic value to justify crime.
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| Brody Ruckus Scam.
The entire Brody Ruckus Facebook group is a scam. Or at least
he's got Facebook collaborating with him to make some money. I
think it's fake because everyone who has a facebook has a prefix url
before the facebook.com when you view their profile/picture/poke
him/her, such as nyu.facebook.com, but for Brody Ruckus, he doesn't
have a ***.facebook.com. It just says www.facebook.com.
I wrote this entry to draw more hits to my xanga. I think people
will search "Brody Ruckus" to find info on the facebook group. I
do think it's a scam though.
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| Oh man. I'm here in HK. I haven't updated in awhile because
1. my computer died.
2. banking is really taking up my entire life. it's not a job, not a career, it's a lifestyle. banking is a lifestyle.
Anyway, my weeks here in HK connect together through this thing we call a weekend, but it's elusive because there's no such thing as a weekend since you work everyday... everyday til at least 2am in the morning. anyway, the people here are great though. you connect w/ everyone cuz they're all asian...
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| Topic 4: Investment Banking
I wish I could write something insightful on banking, but I'm too tired to do that. I'm going to sleep.
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| Topic 3: Shopping
I am such weaksauce.
After my trip to the New Territories of HK, I decided to go pick up some polo shirts. First, I stopped by a store called "Bossini" because it had really cheap polo shirts at less than $10 USD each. I bought two shirts with the help of a cute female employee's help.
Now, the second store I went to was ESPRIT where I saw the cutest girl ever in Hong Kong. When I walked in, I looked around the store for some clothes, but they were all very much overpriced. As I was about to leave, this girl, the cutest girl ever in Hong Kong came up to me and asked if there was anything I was looking for. I thought about saying no and leaving, but as I looked into her eyes, I felt it... I felt a need to buy some shirts.
"I"m just looking for some shirts," I replied.
She took me over to the shirts section and picked out a black shirt for me. The shirt costed $40 USD. I grimaced at the price and thought about going to a cheaper store.
But when I looked up and saw the cutest girl ever in Hong Kong looking at me and smiling at me, I said, "Sure, I'll take it. In fact, I'll take one more!"
She smiled again, and I saw a small dimple on her right cheek. It was beautiful.
She led me to the more expensive shirts section where she picked out a $50 USD shirt for me. I almost jumped at the price tag, but I played it cool.
"Sure, I like this one, too. It's very nice. I'll take it."
She asked if I wanted to buy a blazer or some pants. I thought about it, but I could felt my wallet getting lighter from the way it rests in my back pocket against my left butt cheek. I wanted to buy the entire store so that we could talk longer. I wanted to see her smile and her dimple once more.
In fact, I wanted to ask her what I could buy her since the lingerie section was just across the store.
"Hey baby, can I buy you a bra?" I asked. Just kidding.
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