I miss ranting here. I always feel like blogging but never really got around to opening my blog and writing down something. It is not because I am so swamped with work 'cause I'm not (but I think I should be, I am just in denial).

My friend and I spent the afternoon together. For a change I managed to drag my butt out of bed, in time to meet her in town for, initially, some window shopping but as usual I ended up spending when I'm not really suppossed to. That's just very typical of me. But I tried to justify it by saying that the last time I really went shopping was when I did my Christmas presents shopping which by the way, does not really count as shoppingforme. Okay, that wasn't really the last time because I just remembered that I did spend about a hundred quid on Boxing Day when there was a huge sale.

So we yes, we went shopping then we ate in Mackies afterwards. Then we got in to talking about the silly stuff we did back when we were naive and young. Not that we're really old but you get what I mean. It is quite amazing for me in a way that the things that used to matter or bother me back then just seems silly and nonsense to me now. I guess I can take that as an indication that somehow I have grown. I'd like to think that I have outgrown all those things.

Back in the early days of high school life, which by the way feels like a lifetime ago now, I frequently get bothered/upset/depressed. You would never guess my reason, love. Not the heavy love stuff but the pathetic, petty and probably shallow one. LOL

I kind of hate thinking about it now because I wonder how shallow I can get. I used to cry over very trivial things and when I do get in to what you call 'lover's quarrel', I take my time getting depressed and all mopey like my whole world is falling apart. Which by now I have realized that it doesn't always happen that way. I've had my fair share of heart aches and heart breaks here and there. But what's silly and quite funny is how the very insignificant things got to me before. When I try to remember all those crying moments, I'm really compelled to go back in time and give myself a good smack on the head and tell her, "Stop this non-sense and make better use of your time and life. It ain't always gonna this easy, trust me silly, naive me!". You see if I can do just that then I would have saved myself all those bucket of tears shed for nothing. Well probably not until I explain to myself how pathetic I am by doing such things.

So when I hear young people complaining and ranting about how their life sucks just because they had a fight with their bfs/gfs, I can't help but laugh a little. Not because I find it funny that they are unhappy. It's because I know one day, they will realize that life can get a lot more complicated than the usual LQ between lovers. They say that in love, age doesn't matter. In my opinion, sometimes it does. I tell my younger cousins and some friends who are younger than me to not take love too seriously. What I am trying to tell them is to not let themselves get too caught up in the drama. But I guess that can't be helped because high school, most of the time, is just a big drama. That's what makes it one of the highlights in most peoples' lives.

I am no love expert. Even if I sound old and cynical right now, I admit that until this point I'm still not sure whether I really understand that four letter word.

Maybe we all need to be silly, shallow and naive in our younger days. Maybe during those teenage years, we get that special privelege. However, we won't always have that especially when growing old is inevitable and the need to grow up, even if it's optional is something we must do 'cause life forces us to.
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I know, I know. Well I do not know who I am really talking to. Oh I guess it's you blog since it has always been the two of us from the start.

I haven't posted for quite a long time. How long? Just refer to the date of my previous entry.

Much has happened, as I always say. So I will give the gist of what's going on with me right now.

WORK
Enjoying it. Busy season is challenging, tiring but as I said, enjoying most of it. I am learning a lot of new things and finally getting in to grips with the audit work.

I am currently working on an insurance brokerage client (not that anyone would want to know). Last week, I was doing the interim audit for a new pension scheme client. That too is very interesting. I get to practice my communication skills as I have to discuss a lot of things with the client because the week was basically a knowledge gathering exercise. Boosted my confidence too since I now believe that I can carry a conversation in a language that seems foreign to me before. Not English language but accountant's language. I was bombarded with technicalities when I first went out to a client audit that I felt like my colleagues were from Mars and thus speaking Martian language. Now I am happy that I get the inside jokes, well most of it.

STUDIES
College will be starting on March. I have passed my first 2 exams.

So 2 down, 12 more to go.

That'll be it for now. I still need to go to work early to finish off my stuff.

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Bro: Why are you crying?
Lil sis: *crying mode* 'Cause Ate is hurting my feelings.

Am I the most horrible sister ever or what? Well if you'd ask my uber sensitive seven-year old sister then she would not hesitate to answer you with a "Yes she definitely is." It makes me wonder did she really mean that. Does she even know that feeling? Okay so I admit that I was a little annoyed and hurt at the same time. I am not going to write about what really happened because honestly I'm not a little annoyed anymore. Here's my response to her,

Oh so now I'm the one who's hurting your feelings. WHATEVER!!!!!!!

So the most terrible, insensitive and worst sister of the year award goes to yours truly. Thank you very much. *bow*

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Perhaps hating is too strong a word. Wait. . .But I am really hating this summer. There so many reasons why and I have no intention of ranting about them all. So maybe just a few of them. The most annoying thing about this summer is the fact that I HAVE NO JOB. And NO JOB EQUALS NO MONEY. I tell you, it is no fun having tons of free time when you have nothing to do. Okay you say that I can do stuff without needing money. Like what? I am used to window shopping, you know just looking and trying stuff that I know I cannot afford! But whenever I go out I want to be able to eat somewhere and treat myself. I think that is the least I can do for me. Yes yes for me. How selfish! One more thing, my friend just went home (Phil) for her vacation. That is why I am feeling kind of homesick. *sniffs*

NO JOB = NO MONEY = UNABLE TO PAY MY BILLS. I made a very big mistake quitting my job so early. Its just that I am so fed up with it and thought that I could not take anymore of it. When actually I can take at least two more months of it just so I could have my own money. Too late for this now. I just wish that days would go faster so I can start on my real job. My apprenticeship.

Moving on, I have been tagged by my sexy Felisa. SO here it goes!

First, here are the rules:

1) Link to the person who tagged me.

2) Mention the rules.

3) Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about myself.

4) Tag 6 other bloggers by linking to them.

5) Go to each person’s blog and leave a comment that lets them know they’ve been tagged.

FIRST. This is the very first time anyone has ever tagged me since I started blogging in 2005. HAHA. Am I such a dork or what?

SECOND. I started wearing eye glasses few days ago. Now I can actually see things from a far like the bus number of the approaching bus whenever I am at the bus stop or the menus whenever I stop by fast food restaurants to get a quick bite.

THIRD. Mails/letters sent from PwC make my heart jump every time I was about to open them. I am so excited about it!

FOURTH. Right now I am really worried when our telephone bill arrives because I have made quite a few *an understatement maybe?* expensive calls that my does not know about. Well he will find out soon. *fingers crossed*

FIFTH. I have a 2 day job and it will start tomorrow and most probably my earnings from it will go to my dad's credit card because I need to pay him back. *sad*

SIXTH. This summer, I don't sleep earlier than 1 am. Nocturnal!

Now I am tagging:

ATE GRACE, JASMIN, REYN, LHYZIE, TONI and LOLA XY!

Labels: day-to-day

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The finals today between Nadal and Federer was indeed an epic one. Recovering from a very close defeat early on in the game, Roger Federer forced the powerful Nadal to a fourth set tie break which the five-time Wimbledon champion defended with all his might. Honestly, with two sets to love in favour of Nadal I have already given up my hope. I thought Roger would not be able to level up but he did. And that proved that he really is a true spirit of a champion. He may have lost his chance to set a new world record of winning the Wimbledon title for the sixth year running still he played a great match. Kudos to him. I was nervous all through out the fourth and fifth set and of course disappointed when Nadal have won his championship point which he really did had to work hard for. It was the longest match of men's final in Wimbledon history. And the weather not cooperating did not help the nerves especially mine. You see, we're all hooked up to tennis my whole family and today I was the only one rooting for Roger. You can imagine the pressure I'm in as well. HAHA

Nevertheless, I have to say kudos to Rafael Nadal too. He has a fierce game play and both players' attitude when faced with adversity is something they should be admired for. Congratulations to this young Spanish player for winning his first Wimbledon title. Who can't admire a player who just won the French Open title a month ago, went on to Queens to come out as a victor as well and just today became a Wimbledon champion? I think he will have more and more victorious years in his tennis career. Ending this, I am still a loyal Federer fan. *grins*

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I promised that this would be a love-post-free blog. You know, that kind of romantic love. So let me ask you, is marriage under that category? Well if it is then I broke my promise yet again. I kept it long enough though.

Beautiful in My Eyes by Joshua Kadison. That song is to blame for this post. A friend of mine told me to listen to that song and as an obedient friend that I am, I searched for it in Youtube then googled the lyrics. Then there it was, under the wedding songs category. Wedding, marriage does it always connote love. Is love always the reason? I know it doesn't take a genius to figure out that love is not always behind the wedding bells. There could be a lot of reasons. I think the more intriguing question is "Should love always be the reason?". I want that to be a rhetorical question yet somehow I'm curious. Curious enough to ask these questions that if I were in my right frame of mind I wouldn't even think of.

Another question, "Is it true that every woman dreams of getting married someday?". Is that part of your dreams too? Unfortunately, I have to admit it was part of mine. Maybe it still is. Upon hearing that beautiful song, I can't help but imagine my own wedding day. The thought of walking down the aisle with that one guy waiting for me at the altar who is ready to make a promise to spend the rest of his life with me melted my heart. My heart that I thought have turned into stone after all the unfortunate happenings in my life. However, the uncertainty of any kind of relationships makes it hard for me to believe more so sustain the floating feeling brought about by a supposed to be happy thought. The good thing is no one is going to charge us if we dream about these things. So I guess there's my sense of relief. No strings attached here, I'm just dreaming.

You will always be beautiful in my eyes. And the passing years will show that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.

Here's the music video:

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accountant? That is the question. I remember me and groupmates in my A2 Accounts class asked our tutor the same question. Well not really the same question 'cause we asked him "Why he did not become an accountant?". His straightforward answer was "I can't think of anything more boring than being an accountant." Not his exact words but his answer was along those lines. We were not surprised and we had a good laugh about it. This is the perception of most people about the accounting profession. What these people don't know is that accountants are not even close to boring as they make them out to be. I am not here to change your opinion/perception/view about the profession or pull you over to the dark side. This is just random thought. Okay maybe this is not random because I am doing a lot of research and studying because I am going to start my qualification two months from now.

I decided to be an accountant quite early on in my life. If my memory serves me right, I think it was my elementary years grade 5 or 6 to be exact. I was what about 11 or 12 years old then. And as I grow older I wanted it more and more. I am not exactly sure why I am writing this. The thing is when you are so close to having something that you've always wanted, a dream so close to your heart you're bound to get those butterflies in your stomach. Or is it just me? I am excited yet nervous 'cause I know high ambitions cannot be cheaply won. I am in for a hard fight and a tough road. Sometimes I question myself whether I am really ready for this. This is big. Well at least it is for me.

Therefore, my unwavering answer to the question "Why would you want to be an accountant?" is "WHY WOULDN'T YOU?". It's not just a profession or a career to me, it's my passion, my dream and if something is that special to you no one can say anything that can make you turn your back to it. Again, that's at least the case for me.
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ANNE. Twenty years old. Currently working in one of the "Big 4" accounting firms and at the same time studying to qualify as a chartered accountant. There's nothing extra-ordinary about me except for my temporary insanity at times.

I have big dreams not only for myself but more importantly for my family. They will always be the first love that never dies for me.