Sunday, 4 December 2011
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Finance Jokes: How to catch an elephant
How to catch an Elephant in the Sahara
MATHEMATICIANS hunt elephants by going to Africa, throwing out everything that is not an elephant, and catching one of whatever is left.
EXPERIENCED MATHEMATICIANS will attempt to prove the existence of at least one unique elephant before proceeding to step 1 as a subordinate exercise.
PROFESSORS OF MATHEMATICS will prove the existence of at least one unique elephant and then leave the detection and capture of an actual elephant as an exercise for their graduate students.
COMPUTER SCIENTISTS hunt elephants by exercising Algorithm A:
1. Go to Africa.
2. Start at the Cape of Good Hope.
3. Work northward in an orderly manner, traversing the continent alternately east and west.
4. During each traverse pass,
a) Catch each animal seen.
b) Compare each animal caught to a known elephant.
c) Stop when a match is detected.
EXPERIENCED COMPUTER PROGRAMMERS modify Algorithm A by placing a known elephant in Cairo to ensure that the algorithm will terminate.
ASSEMBLY LANGUAGE PROGRAMMERS prefer to execute Algorithm A on their hands and knees.
HARDWARE ENGINEERS hunt elephants by going to Africa, catching gray animals at random, and stopping when any one of them weighs within plus or minus 15 percent of any previously observed elephant.
ECONOMISTS don't hunt elephants, but they believe that if elephants are paid enough, they will hunt themselves.
STATISTICIANS hunt the first animal they see N times and call it an elephant.
CONSULTANTS don't hunt elephants, and many have never hunted anything at all, but they can be hired by the hour to advise those people who do.
OPERATIONS RESEARCH CONSULTANTS can also measure the correlation of hat size and bullet color to the efficiency of elephant-hunting strategies, if someone else will only identify the elephants.
POLITICIANS don't hunt elephants, but they will share the elephants you catch with the people who voted for them.
LAWYERS don't hunt elephants, but they do follow the herds around arguing about who owns the droppings.
SOFTWARE LAWYERS will claim that they own an entire herd based on the look and feel of one dropping.
VICE PRESIDENTS OF ENGINEERING, RESEARCH, AND DEVELOPMENT try hard to hunt elephants, but their staffs are designed to prevent it. When the vice president does get to hunt elephants, the staff will try to ensure that all possible elephants are completely prehunted before the vice president sees them. If the vice president does happen to see a elephant, the staff will:
(1) compliment the vice president's keen eyesight and
(2) enlarge itself to prevent any recurrence.
SENIOR MANAGERS set broad elephant-hunting policy based on the assumption that elephants are just like field mice, but with deeper voices.
QUALITY ASSURANCE INSPECTORS ignore the elephants and look for mistakes the other hunters made when they were packing the jeep.
SALES PEOPLE don't hunt elephants but spend their time selling elephants they haven't caught, for delivery two days before the season opens.
SOFTWARE SALES PEOPLE ship the first thing they catch and write up an invoice for an elephant.
HARDWARE SALES PEOPLE catch rabbits, paint them gray, and sell them as desktop elephants.
It's more simple for a TRAINED MATHEMATICIAN: Put a small circular cage somewhere in Africa, so that it does not contain an elephant - which should be easy. Then, point to the encircled area and declare it as "outside".
MATHEMATICIANS hunt elephants by going to Africa, throwing out everything that is not an elephant, and catching one of whatever is left.
EXPERIENCED MATHEMATICIANS will attempt to prove the existence of at least one unique elephant before proceeding to step 1 as a subordinate exercise.
PROFESSORS OF MATHEMATICS will prove the existence of at least one unique elephant and then leave the detection and capture of an actual elephant as an exercise for their graduate students.
COMPUTER SCIENTISTS hunt elephants by exercising Algorithm A:
1. Go to Africa.
2. Start at the Cape of Good Hope.
3. Work northward in an orderly manner, traversing the continent alternately east and west.
4. During each traverse pass,
a) Catch each animal seen.
b) Compare each animal caught to a known elephant.
c) Stop when a match is detected.
EXPERIENCED COMPUTER PROGRAMMERS modify Algorithm A by placing a known elephant in Cairo to ensure that the algorithm will terminate.
ASSEMBLY LANGUAGE PROGRAMMERS prefer to execute Algorithm A on their hands and knees.
HARDWARE ENGINEERS hunt elephants by going to Africa, catching gray animals at random, and stopping when any one of them weighs within plus or minus 15 percent of any previously observed elephant.
ECONOMISTS don't hunt elephants, but they believe that if elephants are paid enough, they will hunt themselves.
STATISTICIANS hunt the first animal they see N times and call it an elephant.
CONSULTANTS don't hunt elephants, and many have never hunted anything at all, but they can be hired by the hour to advise those people who do.
OPERATIONS RESEARCH CONSULTANTS can also measure the correlation of hat size and bullet color to the efficiency of elephant-hunting strategies, if someone else will only identify the elephants.
POLITICIANS don't hunt elephants, but they will share the elephants you catch with the people who voted for them.
LAWYERS don't hunt elephants, but they do follow the herds around arguing about who owns the droppings.
SOFTWARE LAWYERS will claim that they own an entire herd based on the look and feel of one dropping.
VICE PRESIDENTS OF ENGINEERING, RESEARCH, AND DEVELOPMENT try hard to hunt elephants, but their staffs are designed to prevent it. When the vice president does get to hunt elephants, the staff will try to ensure that all possible elephants are completely prehunted before the vice president sees them. If the vice president does happen to see a elephant, the staff will:
(1) compliment the vice president's keen eyesight and
(2) enlarge itself to prevent any recurrence.
SENIOR MANAGERS set broad elephant-hunting policy based on the assumption that elephants are just like field mice, but with deeper voices.
QUALITY ASSURANCE INSPECTORS ignore the elephants and look for mistakes the other hunters made when they were packing the jeep.
SALES PEOPLE don't hunt elephants but spend their time selling elephants they haven't caught, for delivery two days before the season opens.
SOFTWARE SALES PEOPLE ship the first thing they catch and write up an invoice for an elephant.
HARDWARE SALES PEOPLE catch rabbits, paint them gray, and sell them as desktop elephants.
It's more simple for a TRAINED MATHEMATICIAN: Put a small circular cage somewhere in Africa, so that it does not contain an elephant - which should be easy. Then, point to the encircled area and declare it as "outside".
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Au Revoir
Words like "See you", "Goodbye", "Talk you later" are used very lightly, without thinking much about its meanings. But what's worst is when you use them and you don't know when you will see those persons again. Usually you say that you will stay in touch and will never forget, but you still wait for those emails. Sometimes you don't even have the chance to tell it to those persons. It would be great if your friends, family and good people you know all lived close nearby, reaching them within walking distance. You would think that you would get used to see friends and family come and go, since it happens all the time in your life. But when it's time to say goodbye, it's always the same feeling, the same pinch in your heart. After that, you still have to move on, but thinking about the time that you miss not being with your family and friends, that you can't see on a daily, weekly basis, is always kind of sad. You never know what you might be missing and when you could see your beloved ones again. You always kind of regret all the time you spent doing meaningless and selfish things, whereas you could have spent your time being with your friends or family and make the most of it. Those regrets and disappointments play on your mind quite a bit. You start to think what you are doing now on this small world, and if it's really meaningful and there is never a straight answer to it. What you can do is dwell on those mistakes, on the memories and try to make the most of your time with your beloved ones. You can never catch up time, but you can use it. So use it, use it all and well.
C'est toujours difficile de dire au revoir aux personnes que l'on aime et qui nous sont proches, comme notre famille et nos amis. Ca me fait toujours un petit pincement au coeur et parfois un gros. On crois qu'on devient habituer par les au-revoirs que l'on dit depuis que l'on est tout petit, mais c'est toujours aussi dur. On n'arrete pas d'etre egoiste et de ne penser qu'a notre pauvre petite vie, et non sur ce qui est essentiel. Parfois, on n'a meme pas l'opportunite de dire au revoir et c'est deja trop tard. Souvent l'on ne sait meme pas quand on va revoir l'autre, et on se dit qu'on restera en contact, qu'on s'enverra des emails. Mais tu attends toujours ces emails. Des que l'autre est parti, souvent chacun fait sa propre vie de son cote egoistement et oublie les promesses souvent passees. C'est difficle a avaler, surtout si toi, tu continues a envoyer ces emails, en attendant une reponse en retour. Parfois j'aimerais bien que les gens savent mieux utiliser les mots et connaissent leurs sens. On ne peut jamais rattraper le temps perdu, et ca nous donne pleins de regrets. On se demande "pourquoi moi", et ce que l'on a fait de travers. Il faut savoir utiliser son temps le mieux que possible et passer le plus de temps avec les gens qui nous sont proches, parce qu'on ne sait jamais quand on va les revoir. Chaque jour est tellement incertain que certains lendemains ne se passent pour certains. Alors profitons du temps present. "Present", qui peut aussi signifier "cadeau" , une chose que l'on oublie souvent.
C'est toujours difficile de dire au revoir aux personnes que l'on aime et qui nous sont proches, comme notre famille et nos amis. Ca me fait toujours un petit pincement au coeur et parfois un gros. On crois qu'on devient habituer par les au-revoirs que l'on dit depuis que l'on est tout petit, mais c'est toujours aussi dur. On n'arrete pas d'etre egoiste et de ne penser qu'a notre pauvre petite vie, et non sur ce qui est essentiel. Parfois, on n'a meme pas l'opportunite de dire au revoir et c'est deja trop tard. Souvent l'on ne sait meme pas quand on va revoir l'autre, et on se dit qu'on restera en contact, qu'on s'enverra des emails. Mais tu attends toujours ces emails. Des que l'autre est parti, souvent chacun fait sa propre vie de son cote egoistement et oublie les promesses souvent passees. C'est difficle a avaler, surtout si toi, tu continues a envoyer ces emails, en attendant une reponse en retour. Parfois j'aimerais bien que les gens savent mieux utiliser les mots et connaissent leurs sens. On ne peut jamais rattraper le temps perdu, et ca nous donne pleins de regrets. On se demande "pourquoi moi", et ce que l'on a fait de travers. Il faut savoir utiliser son temps le mieux que possible et passer le plus de temps avec les gens qui nous sont proches, parce qu'on ne sait jamais quand on va les revoir. Chaque jour est tellement incertain que certains lendemains ne se passent pour certains. Alors profitons du temps present. "Present", qui peut aussi signifier "cadeau" , une chose que l'on oublie souvent.
Wednesday, 15 June 2011
Some choose to forget, some choose to dwell, me....
We often want second chances. Sometimes we don't deserve them. The feeling of regret and wishing for another chance is common when a couple separates. Whoever is at fault usually searches for sympathy as they have realized in hindsight their mistakes. Some choose to dwell, some choose to forget but me...
But me, when it happens, I am like the main character in this video. I choose to remember all, the good and the bad, and move on in life. It's part of life and it's part of the learning process of it. You might miss the person and regret, but you still need to move on. I choose to remember because those moments have been part of your life and of your mind I do not find it good to forget, because it is like rejecting a part of your life. You just need to move on. Only if you remember, wont you make the same mistake again, and that applies to everything in life as well.
Another great video from Wong Fu Productions, which made me think about that topic ;)
But me, when it happens, I am like the main character in this video. I choose to remember all, the good and the bad, and move on in life. It's part of life and it's part of the learning process of it. You might miss the person and regret, but you still need to move on. I choose to remember because those moments have been part of your life and of your mind I do not find it good to forget, because it is like rejecting a part of your life. You just need to move on. Only if you remember, wont you make the same mistake again, and that applies to everything in life as well.
Another great video from Wong Fu Productions, which made me think about that topic ;)
Monday, 13 June 2011
New Eyes
15 years. It's been 15 years since I started to wear glasses and I got rid of them for a moment, to replace them by contact lenses. What a surprise it was to not be limited by your specs. I could see left, right, up and down, without the image being blurred. I could look on the sides, without turning my head, but just turning my eyes. It feels like everything now is new and amazing. Even looking at those dirty roads and grey sky in London amazes me. This is how good it is. I also don't need to push my glasses up, when it falls down.
I remember that my brother was the first one to get glasses. And I have to say, I was jealous of him at that time. He had all the attention from my parents and he was going to have glasses, which were looking cool to me in my eyes. I wanted to have glasses as well, something that he had. So I remember I hoped I would got some. A few months later, or maybe a year later, my eyesight dropped and I could not see clearly and I was like "yes", finally it's my turn. How stupid was I at that moment? I wish I would never have to wear glasses. At least now, I can experience it from time to time.
I remember that my brother was the first one to get glasses. And I have to say, I was jealous of him at that time. He had all the attention from my parents and he was going to have glasses, which were looking cool to me in my eyes. I wanted to have glasses as well, something that he had. So I remember I hoped I would got some. A few months later, or maybe a year later, my eyesight dropped and I could not see clearly and I was like "yes", finally it's my turn. How stupid was I at that moment? I wish I would never have to wear glasses. At least now, I can experience it from time to time.
Don't be afraid to cry...
I love those songs with Chester, Kevjumba and Nigahiga. This song is so true, speaking to us guys who are afraid to cry, because it is so unmanly. Although I don't want to go into too much details, but sometimes you just want to let the tears go, but you don't because you're a guy. It is especially embarrassing when you cry in front of other people. But it would be a real relief sometimes to shed a tear.
LYRICS
CHORUS:
Here it comes
Can't you see
That we're tough guys and we have feelings.
Take my hand
Close your eyes
With you right here
Imma shed a tear and cry
Don't be afraid to cry cry
You can still be a manly guy guy
Just cry.
Don't be afraid to cry cry
Let it free fall from your eyes eyes
VERSE 1:
Wake up see a sunrise
Let it free fall from your eyes.
Start my day and I read a sonnet
Got got a soft cheek with a tear on it.
Step out and the skies are clear
I'm a man and I have no fear.
Take a step and I land in crap.
I let it out, no holding back.
(CHORUS)
VERSE 2:
Baby we can go out on a first date.
But you come and pick me up half an hour late.
Girl I'm not gonna lie, that you almost made me cry,
But I'm a masculine man ill be ok.
Yeah, your place, toy story 3
the greatest all time kid's movie.
But I forgot, Andy leaves Woody,
And now the tears are coming right back over me.
LYRICS
CHORUS:
Here it comes
Can't you see
That we're tough guys and we have feelings.
Take my hand
Close your eyes
With you right here
Imma shed a tear and cry
Don't be afraid to cry cry
You can still be a manly guy guy
Just cry.
Don't be afraid to cry cry
Let it free fall from your eyes eyes
VERSE 1:
Wake up see a sunrise
Let it free fall from your eyes.
Start my day and I read a sonnet
Got got a soft cheek with a tear on it.
Step out and the skies are clear
I'm a man and I have no fear.
Take a step and I land in crap.
I let it out, no holding back.
(CHORUS)
VERSE 2:
Baby we can go out on a first date.
But you come and pick me up half an hour late.
Girl I'm not gonna lie, that you almost made me cry,
But I'm a masculine man ill be ok.
Yeah, your place, toy story 3
the greatest all time kid's movie.
But I forgot, Andy leaves Woody,
And now the tears are coming right back over me.
Sunday, 12 June 2011
What to do?
Today, I have been thinking about my future and where do I go from where I am now. I have finished university and I have started a job a bit more than two months ago. I like my job and I did not think that it would have been possible to find a work like that when I was in university. But now I was thinking where do I go, what will be the future for me in the long term. It's been 5 years since I have come into the UK, and maybe I am getting a little bit too comfortable. Maybe I need to go and live in another country someday, maybe in 2 or 3 years. Maybe I should go out of my comfort zone and do something a bit crazy or untypical for me and my personality. It's quite hard to know at the moment. Beside my job, I do not do much, because I am so drained and tired. But I know that I should make a better use of my time. Maybe I am getting lazy or too comfortable as I said. London can really make people comfortable and numb sometimes.
I remember when I was in middle school and high school, back in France, I would always want to do something exciting. I would always be thinking that in the future, I would do something out of my comfort zone. My job still requires me to do all that, but beside my job and in the long term what do I want to do, and what can I do. There are still a lot of questions unanswered, and it is not too easy to answer them. I can choose the easy life, and choose to stay how I am, just living the way I am, being comfortable. But I can choose to prepare the future and start doing something that could lead to something exciting, which can be a little bit crazy and brings me some adrenaline. I could start thinking about a long term project that I have, or try to learn and hone my skills in a new area, in which I could be very good at it.
It is very interesting how, when you are in your early 20s, hard it is to know what you want to do. There are so much possiblities, but most people stay in their comfort and lose the possibilities that they have when they are at this young age in their life. Everything is still possible now. But one day, you might realise that you would like to do something else of your life, and it might be too late. It might be that your body do not follow your soul anymore, it might be that you have a family or a job that you can't leave.
I would need to decide what to do, and choose what I can do and be very good and so good at that thing, that it could be an alternative to a comfortable life. Otherwise it might be too late, and you won't realise it because time flies. It's time to make a choice. Making choices will always close some doors but it will open others. Life is all about making choices.
I remember when I was in middle school and high school, back in France, I would always want to do something exciting. I would always be thinking that in the future, I would do something out of my comfort zone. My job still requires me to do all that, but beside my job and in the long term what do I want to do, and what can I do. There are still a lot of questions unanswered, and it is not too easy to answer them. I can choose the easy life, and choose to stay how I am, just living the way I am, being comfortable. But I can choose to prepare the future and start doing something that could lead to something exciting, which can be a little bit crazy and brings me some adrenaline. I could start thinking about a long term project that I have, or try to learn and hone my skills in a new area, in which I could be very good at it.
It is very interesting how, when you are in your early 20s, hard it is to know what you want to do. There are so much possiblities, but most people stay in their comfort and lose the possibilities that they have when they are at this young age in their life. Everything is still possible now. But one day, you might realise that you would like to do something else of your life, and it might be too late. It might be that your body do not follow your soul anymore, it might be that you have a family or a job that you can't leave.
I would need to decide what to do, and choose what I can do and be very good and so good at that thing, that it could be an alternative to a comfortable life. Otherwise it might be too late, and you won't realise it because time flies. It's time to make a choice. Making choices will always close some doors but it will open others. Life is all about making choices.
Saturday, 4 June 2011
To Girls Seeking to Marry Rich Men
I have came across this online, and I found it so funny. Apparently it is the CEO of JP Morgan who is giving advice to girls who are seeking to marry rich men, from a "business man's" point of view.
"A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:
Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?
I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500...k annual salary or above. You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York. My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married?
I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you? Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden(?), $250k annual income is not enough. I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:
1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)
2) Which age group should I target?
3) Why most wives of the riches are only average-looking? I've met a few girls who don't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.
4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)"
Ms. Pretty
A philosophical reply from CEO of J.P. Morgan:
Dear Ms. Pretty,
I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor. My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.
From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. The answer is very simple, so let me explain.
Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money" : Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square. However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year. Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worse 10 years later.
By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position". If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased". Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich fool. Hope this reply helps.
If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me. signed, J.P. Morgan CEO
"A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:
Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?
I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500...k annual salary or above. You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York. My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married?
I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you? Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden(?), $250k annual income is not enough. I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:
1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)
2) Which age group should I target?
3) Why most wives of the riches are only average-looking? I've met a few girls who don't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.
4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)"
Ms. Pretty
A philosophical reply from CEO of J.P. Morgan:
Dear Ms. Pretty,
I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor. My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.
From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. The answer is very simple, so let me explain.
Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money" : Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square. However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year. Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worse 10 years later.
By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position". If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased". Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich fool. Hope this reply helps.
If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me. signed, J.P. Morgan CEO
Nice Guys finish last so...
This is a brillant music video from Nigahiga, Kevjumba and Chester.
LYRICS
CHORUS
Nice guys finish last,
That's why I'll treat you like trash,
It's not what I really wanna do.
But, you only date bad guys so,
I'll give it my best try to,
Treat you the way you want me to.
VERSE 1
I never open a door,
or pull out a chair.
You can tell me how your day was
but I don't really care.
And if you ever get cold,
you'll just have to hack it,
Cause I'd be cold too
If I gave you my jacket.
Like WHOA, you ain't sittin up front,
Front is for the homies you can sit in the trunk.
I never answer my phone,
Whenever you call it
And when the waiter brings the bill
I never reach for my wallet.
CHORUS
VERSE 2
And Ima BEAT you!
At every competition.
Going out with the girls
You better get my permission.
Wait no, i take that back, you can't go,
House is on tonight
And that's my favorite show!
Do I look fat in this dress?
Hell yeah you do!
Wait lemme speak your language
Cows go Moo!
Mooo Moooo Mooo MOOOO!
CHORUS
BRIDGE
But behind the scenes she means the world to me.
Wanna tell her that she's beautiful, and show her that she's loved.
Hold her hand when she's scared, tell her how much I care...
But that won't win her heart BECAUSE....
Nice guys finish last...
LYRICS
CHORUS
Nice guys finish last,
That's why I'll treat you like trash,
It's not what I really wanna do.
But, you only date bad guys so,
I'll give it my best try to,
Treat you the way you want me to.
VERSE 1
I never open a door,
or pull out a chair.
You can tell me how your day was
but I don't really care.
And if you ever get cold,
you'll just have to hack it,
Cause I'd be cold too
If I gave you my jacket.
Like WHOA, you ain't sittin up front,
Front is for the homies you can sit in the trunk.
I never answer my phone,
Whenever you call it
And when the waiter brings the bill
I never reach for my wallet.
CHORUS
VERSE 2
And Ima BEAT you!
At every competition.
Going out with the girls
You better get my permission.
Wait no, i take that back, you can't go,
House is on tonight
And that's my favorite show!
Do I look fat in this dress?
Hell yeah you do!
Wait lemme speak your language
Cows go Moo!
Mooo Moooo Mooo MOOOO!
CHORUS
BRIDGE
But behind the scenes she means the world to me.
Wanna tell her that she's beautiful, and show her that she's loved.
Hold her hand when she's scared, tell her how much I care...
But that won't win her heart BECAUSE....
Nice guys finish last...
Monday, 30 May 2011
Just a Nice Guy
The videos below are from Wong Fu Productions. It tells about how it is like to be the "nice guy", which pretty much describes myself. After watching those, it was a real eye opener on the mistakes that I have made up until now. Being always nice is not always good. Knowing that would have saved me from many situations, but it is better to know it and change than never. I really liked the talk in the second part where Christine tells to the main character, Nick, about things that are wrong when you are a "nice guy". The best is to watch the story below:
Monday, 18 April 2011
Working Life
It's my fourth week now since I begun my job, and it's been real tough, especially the third week. The first two weeks, I was still amazed and had stars in my eyes about working. But the hardness of the job really hit me in my third week, where I had a lot of pressure to meet tight deadlines, meeting with the director to present my work. Things went up by one level or two now, I have to do my tasks more quick and more efficiently. Obviously, it is very hard for me at this point, because I am still in the learning process, so it's hard to translate what is being said to what has to be done. It requires a lateral thinking that I lack of at this point, but I work hard for it to bridge that gap. A lot of things are never told at university and you really can feel it during the work, but it is definitely interesting to see how things will go for me, hopefully for the better.
Saturday, 26 March 2011
New Life
After 6 months of searching for a job, my quest finally ended. It was definitely hard and frustratring. Been through all kind of places in London, from the top of the Gherkhin to Mayfair, passing through small rooms in small places. I have been asked all sorts of crazy questions, assessments, tests. I have been through some ups but mostly downs. Now,I am very very happy to have found a work, in which I have interest. Let's see how this new journey will be for me. And this journey starts on Monday.
Sunday, 22 August 2010
My name is Casper
Another day just passed, another day on the project. Every day is the same and I do not recall when did it start.
The first thing I do when I wake up is switching on my computer to check if anybody contacted me and expecting something interesting to happen. Every day same disappointment. I take my breakfast watching TV-shows, thinking how much the character's lives are so much more exciting than mine.
I need to go to library and do my project. On the way, taking a sandwich every time at the same place. The cashiers must think I must be a bland student too lazy to make his own sandwich. On the streets, people walk fast and seems busy, having an exciting lives, something to pursue. Always people trying to give you their magazines, that I always try to politely refused. The underground is always an interesting place. Once you enter it, people faces shut down and most keep quiet while on the tube. Nobody wants to talk to each other, everybody trying to keep his own little privacy. I observe always this with amusement.
In the library, sitting down in front of a computer, it seems my life is surrounded by computers all the time. I quickly look if anyone contacted me while on the way to library, reading the news and then start doing the research, programming. Every day same frustration, trial and errors is part of the research. Always need to rethink about the program, about my understanding of the mathematical concepts. Sometimes checking if anything new in my contact, but always the same disappointment, a disappointment worst than the one of the research. This continue until the library close.
Time for dinner, my only time of creativity where I cook what I want and experiment what I like , have seen or eaten before. After studying the papers and finishing my dinner, I go to the gym for an hour and a half. The only time I do not think about my miserable condition.
As you can see, at no point in the day have I interacted with anyone and opened my mouth at all. Sometimes this can last for several days. The project keeps me from doing things and it is a terrible feeling. I have become a ghost, no one would want to interact with a ghost...
The first thing I do when I wake up is switching on my computer to check if anybody contacted me and expecting something interesting to happen. Every day same disappointment. I take my breakfast watching TV-shows, thinking how much the character's lives are so much more exciting than mine.
I need to go to library and do my project. On the way, taking a sandwich every time at the same place. The cashiers must think I must be a bland student too lazy to make his own sandwich. On the streets, people walk fast and seems busy, having an exciting lives, something to pursue. Always people trying to give you their magazines, that I always try to politely refused. The underground is always an interesting place. Once you enter it, people faces shut down and most keep quiet while on the tube. Nobody wants to talk to each other, everybody trying to keep his own little privacy. I observe always this with amusement.
In the library, sitting down in front of a computer, it seems my life is surrounded by computers all the time. I quickly look if anyone contacted me while on the way to library, reading the news and then start doing the research, programming. Every day same frustration, trial and errors is part of the research. Always need to rethink about the program, about my understanding of the mathematical concepts. Sometimes checking if anything new in my contact, but always the same disappointment, a disappointment worst than the one of the research. This continue until the library close.
Time for dinner, my only time of creativity where I cook what I want and experiment what I like , have seen or eaten before. After studying the papers and finishing my dinner, I go to the gym for an hour and a half. The only time I do not think about my miserable condition.
As you can see, at no point in the day have I interacted with anyone and opened my mouth at all. Sometimes this can last for several days. The project keeps me from doing things and it is a terrible feeling. I have become a ghost, no one would want to interact with a ghost...
Friday, 20 August 2010
Places I like to eat in London
Here are several places I that I have discovered this year in London. The following list is in order.
- Red Sun (2A New Quebec Street Mayfair, London W1H 7RD), home-made food from Shanghai. Small cosy place, very tasty.
- C&R Cafe Restaurant (3-4 Rupert Court, London, W1D 6DY), Malaysian cafe restaurant. Quite liked their roti and lahksa. It may look dodgy, but the food is tasty but not too spicy (unfortunately). Relatively cheap and big portion
- The Old Place (Liverpool Street), Chinese restaurant which serves big portion tasty dishes and for cheap prices.
- Royal China Club (Baker Street), I very liked the dim sum there. I tried the dinner there and it was not too good, with the food coming cold.
- Ah-King Cafe Noodles (Bloomsbury). Very good restaurant, cosy and fresh. I liked their noodles with beef and the wonton soup. They give a free home made soup of carrots, leaves.
-Hi Sushi (camden town, leicester square), very good sushi buffet
- Hiroba (Holborn), very good sushi and other good japanese dishes
- Asadal (Holborn), Very tasty and exquisite Korean restaurant, a bit expensive though.
-The Bamboo House (Shepherd Bush), Very good hotpot, unlimited food and drinks, very spicy but delicious.
- Hare and Tortoise (Bloomsbury), It's like a Wagamama, but with higher standard of food, bigger portion , better taste and cheaper prices.
- Chiquito, mexican place near the O2. Very good and very cheap. I really liked their starters.
- Mugen, Japanese Restaurant near Monument Station.One of the best japanese restaurant that I have eaten in London. Good price and big portion.
- Tonku, japanese restaurant near picadilly circus. Yummy but a bit pricey.
- Zen China, chinese restaurant near the london eye. Very good view of the thames, the london eye and big ben. The food is very good and delicate as well.
- UME, malaysian food near Bank, it's excellent for lunch. It has quite a lot of chilli but I like spicy food. The portion are quite decent, and it is definitely a must.
- Red Sun (2A New Quebec Street Mayfair, London W1H 7RD), home-made food from Shanghai. Small cosy place, very tasty.
- C&R Cafe Restaurant (3-4 Rupert Court, London, W1D 6DY), Malaysian cafe restaurant. Quite liked their roti and lahksa. It may look dodgy, but the food is tasty but not too spicy (unfortunately). Relatively cheap and big portion
- The Old Place (Liverpool Street), Chinese restaurant which serves big portion tasty dishes and for cheap prices.
- Royal China Club (Baker Street), I very liked the dim sum there. I tried the dinner there and it was not too good, with the food coming cold.
- Ah-King Cafe Noodles (Bloomsbury). Very good restaurant, cosy and fresh. I liked their noodles with beef and the wonton soup. They give a free home made soup of carrots, leaves.
-Hi Sushi (camden town, leicester square), very good sushi buffet
- Hiroba (Holborn), very good sushi and other good japanese dishes
- Asadal (Holborn), Very tasty and exquisite Korean restaurant, a bit expensive though.
-The Bamboo House (Shepherd Bush), Very good hotpot, unlimited food and drinks, very spicy but delicious.
- Hare and Tortoise (Bloomsbury), It's like a Wagamama, but with higher standard of food, bigger portion , better taste and cheaper prices.
- Chiquito, mexican place near the O2. Very good and very cheap. I really liked their starters.
- Mugen, Japanese Restaurant near Monument Station.One of the best japanese restaurant that I have eaten in London. Good price and big portion.
- Tonku, japanese restaurant near picadilly circus. Yummy but a bit pricey.
- Zen China, chinese restaurant near the london eye. Very good view of the thames, the london eye and big ben. The food is very good and delicate as well.
- UME, malaysian food near Bank, it's excellent for lunch. It has quite a lot of chilli but I like spicy food. The portion are quite decent, and it is definitely a must.
"Why? Why we gotta die? I just wanna live forever"
Death is the finality of all of our lives, whether we like it or not. Some are quite happy about the idea of dying, because it can release us from our suffering and pain. Others are desperate and depressed about the idea that one day, we will no more belong to this world.
In my opinion, death is what push us to live and to achieve things. If time was not limited, we will not try to start doing anything of our lives, because most of us will choose the easy way and do nothing. Because there is a start, there is an end. Therefore everybody want to achieve something in their lives, to make it meaningful in many ways. We all want to think that our lives were worth it. So we all try to push ourselves to make things like travelling, meeting people, learning, working etc.
Death is one of the reasons that push us to do things and should not be seen as a fatality but as a reason to live.
In my opinion, death is what push us to live and to achieve things. If time was not limited, we will not try to start doing anything of our lives, because most of us will choose the easy way and do nothing. Because there is a start, there is an end. Therefore everybody want to achieve something in their lives, to make it meaningful in many ways. We all want to think that our lives were worth it. So we all try to push ourselves to make things like travelling, meeting people, learning, working etc.
Death is one of the reasons that push us to do things and should not be seen as a fatality but as a reason to live.
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
My other blog
Here is my other blog, called one night one dream.I will be telling about dreams that happens when I'm asleep.
http://simpledreamzz.blogspot.com/
http://simpledreamzz.blogspot.com/
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
An Ultimate point
I'm preparing myself to enter. Concentrating, and calming down myself, thinking about what should I do and where should I go. My heart is beating fast, the adrenaline is pumping up. Shouts are all around the place, and in the peace of my soul, I believe I can do something on the pitch.
I'm watching by the side my team playing to catch up one point before time ends, to go to sudden death. There are signs of nervousness on both side: dropped discs, uncontrolled throws, uncountable fouls called. My desire to get on the pitch is growing, but I need my team to catch up that one point. Only a few minutes left, and I don't want to leave this tournament without having done something memorable.
All the eyes of our substitutes, including myself, are looking towards our key player. He has saved us from so many situations in previous games. Amazing throws, heroic defence and catching unattainable discs, were the things he did, to name a few. Our eyes are full of hope, all knowing he can create something from nothing. Our hopes are not vain. Turnover in our favour, quick play, a hammer, he catches it in their end zone. Tension's smoothing away, but the game's not finished.
I can't wait to get in, eye contact with one of my partner, check with hand, and we exchange places. He says those words to me in the noise:"Go for it". I'm on the pitch now, in our end zone. Captain's saying his words of encouragement and our strategy on Defence and Offence. We keep it to what we know, nothing complicated , keep it simple and sharp. I'm jumping, moving around, watching my opposite. I have to mark one of their fast guy on the team, always tough in those case, because you know you won't have much time for rest, but a good way to progress in the game. Hands are up, let the point begins.
They're doing vertical stack, I'm trying to stay close to my man. He keeps jumping in place, hard to predict where he's going to go. He fakes me and go deep. I have to catch him up, hopefully, the thrower didn't see him. The opposite team, pass well the disc from one side to another, trying to make break our defense. It's been really hard to predict where my man will go, since he always choose different path, different speed and fakes. Turnover. Our defence on the handler was efficient, and we got the disc. Although I'm very tired after a whole weekend of Ultimate. I still feel like I can run miles and miles. I'm excited to play this point. I can see my man marking me closely, it would be hard to get away from him. I fake down and go forward. Unsuccessful, get back in the stack. I watch what my teammates do, and try not to run in the same way, or offer and continuation run to keep the disc moving. It's hard and tough. We advance well and we're close to the end zone. Then our captain throw one disc, eye contact with me, it's really far, I am far from my man, but it is really hard to reach it. I catch it from the bit of my hand. I think I'm still in, everybody seems happy and shouting. Foul called. They argue I'm out. Everyone is looking at me, it's hard to say, I'm not even sure myself, whether I was in when I caught it. For the benefit of the doubt, I agree with them that I was out. Although still some uncertainty, but I do not want to win like this. I want a good win, I win we can all be proud of. So back again on the field. There has been lot of turnovers, the other team hardly came on our end zone but we hardly managed to control our throws which led to a very long point. It's been 20 min already, and every body on the field is exhausted. No matter what will happen, we will all be winner. This point is clearly epic. Every one tries his best to run as fast as he can, but our legs lack of stamina and our arms are heavy. I've been trying a lot of going under and coming forward cut, but it is hard to go deep, since my marker watches me closely on that cut. It's been hard to mark him because he is very unpredictable as a cutter, hopefully the thrower didn't throw too much when I was beaten.
We now reach the same situation as our missed point, on the foul called. The same unreachable throw at the same area in the end zone, by our captain. He admitted lately that it was quite a crap throw. I see him doing eye contact to me , as I am free from my man. I try to reach it like last time, but try not too get out of the lines. I run as really fast as I can, and feel a bit of a cramp on my right legs. I catch it with only my fingers. Am i out? Am i in? Everybody comes to me, and put me in the air. An immense happiness get all of me. I don't know what to think or what to do. I'm just so excited and so happy. A big congratulation to everyone on the pitch, we finished 17/23 teams. We all felt like winner. I was happy to live this point more than the win itself, because I knew it could have gone either way. But the moment i caught it, is a moment I'll keep it with me.
I'm watching by the side my team playing to catch up one point before time ends, to go to sudden death. There are signs of nervousness on both side: dropped discs, uncontrolled throws, uncountable fouls called. My desire to get on the pitch is growing, but I need my team to catch up that one point. Only a few minutes left, and I don't want to leave this tournament without having done something memorable.
All the eyes of our substitutes, including myself, are looking towards our key player. He has saved us from so many situations in previous games. Amazing throws, heroic defence and catching unattainable discs, were the things he did, to name a few. Our eyes are full of hope, all knowing he can create something from nothing. Our hopes are not vain. Turnover in our favour, quick play, a hammer, he catches it in their end zone. Tension's smoothing away, but the game's not finished.
I can't wait to get in, eye contact with one of my partner, check with hand, and we exchange places. He says those words to me in the noise:"Go for it". I'm on the pitch now, in our end zone. Captain's saying his words of encouragement and our strategy on Defence and Offence. We keep it to what we know, nothing complicated , keep it simple and sharp. I'm jumping, moving around, watching my opposite. I have to mark one of their fast guy on the team, always tough in those case, because you know you won't have much time for rest, but a good way to progress in the game. Hands are up, let the point begins.
They're doing vertical stack, I'm trying to stay close to my man. He keeps jumping in place, hard to predict where he's going to go. He fakes me and go deep. I have to catch him up, hopefully, the thrower didn't see him. The opposite team, pass well the disc from one side to another, trying to make break our defense. It's been really hard to predict where my man will go, since he always choose different path, different speed and fakes. Turnover. Our defence on the handler was efficient, and we got the disc. Although I'm very tired after a whole weekend of Ultimate. I still feel like I can run miles and miles. I'm excited to play this point. I can see my man marking me closely, it would be hard to get away from him. I fake down and go forward. Unsuccessful, get back in the stack. I watch what my teammates do, and try not to run in the same way, or offer and continuation run to keep the disc moving. It's hard and tough. We advance well and we're close to the end zone. Then our captain throw one disc, eye contact with me, it's really far, I am far from my man, but it is really hard to reach it. I catch it from the bit of my hand. I think I'm still in, everybody seems happy and shouting. Foul called. They argue I'm out. Everyone is looking at me, it's hard to say, I'm not even sure myself, whether I was in when I caught it. For the benefit of the doubt, I agree with them that I was out. Although still some uncertainty, but I do not want to win like this. I want a good win, I win we can all be proud of. So back again on the field. There has been lot of turnovers, the other team hardly came on our end zone but we hardly managed to control our throws which led to a very long point. It's been 20 min already, and every body on the field is exhausted. No matter what will happen, we will all be winner. This point is clearly epic. Every one tries his best to run as fast as he can, but our legs lack of stamina and our arms are heavy. I've been trying a lot of going under and coming forward cut, but it is hard to go deep, since my marker watches me closely on that cut. It's been hard to mark him because he is very unpredictable as a cutter, hopefully the thrower didn't throw too much when I was beaten.
We now reach the same situation as our missed point, on the foul called. The same unreachable throw at the same area in the end zone, by our captain. He admitted lately that it was quite a crap throw. I see him doing eye contact to me , as I am free from my man. I try to reach it like last time, but try not too get out of the lines. I run as really fast as I can, and feel a bit of a cramp on my right legs. I catch it with only my fingers. Am i out? Am i in? Everybody comes to me, and put me in the air. An immense happiness get all of me. I don't know what to think or what to do. I'm just so excited and so happy. A big congratulation to everyone on the pitch, we finished 17/23 teams. We all felt like winner. I was happy to live this point more than the win itself, because I knew it could have gone either way. But the moment i caught it, is a moment I'll keep it with me.
Untitled
A poem I wrote a long time ago,and that I just found again, not too bad, when I think back.
A Smile on your opposite,
Not fond about it,
Being betrayed by you,
So poor
Lost under the surface,
Feeling so faithless,
Seeing you there,
Unaware
A stab in the left place,
Once been where the red feel en laced,
Melting like the snow,
Away I blow
In a populated desert,
Alone I prepare,
The end of light,
Goodbye
A Smile on your opposite,
Not fond about it,
Being betrayed by you,
So poor
Lost under the surface,
Feeling so faithless,
Seeing you there,
Unaware
A stab in the left place,
Once been where the red feel en laced,
Melting like the snow,
Away I blow
In a populated desert,
Alone I prepare,
The end of light,
Goodbye
Monday, 15 March 2010
Homeless..
Home (noun): the place where you live or where you feel that you belong....
"I born and grew up in France, my parents are from Mauritius and my origins are back from China." How many times did I repeat this? This is my answer when I'm asked where I am from. It is the best I have found, which let the other person to make his own idea. It is always complicated for me to explain , as myself do not know where to start.
My appearance doesn't match my upbringing, neither does my upbringing match my origins. I feel I'm just like a double bacon cheeseburger with extra pickles and onions , and a touch of spice. I do play with that, saying I'm African, or Asian or French, when I'm all three at once :)
It's always been very hard for me to be integrated, wherever I was. When I was young, I was thinking "why me?" and blaming others, when actually I was more the one to be blamed. I have to admit I didn't try sometimes hard enough, but you don't really want to try so hard , when others doesn't need to. I don't feel 100% one culture or another, so I couldn't really share the same experience with some people who weren't cross cultured. Although you can have some common topics with people, since you know a bit of different culture. That's why most of my best friends are cross cultural kids themselves, because we share the same worries, and the same experience. Some succeeded to overcome it, but most of the times we have the same question of our identity and about ourselves.
To solve this problem, I usually escape and run away from it and go to another country, expecting things would change, expecting that I would feel more integrated. But I do the same mistakes all over again. It's not about others, it's more about myself. If I don't find the peace in myself and accept who I am, then I would always have the feeling of being a reject and an alien.
I know that what I live, nobody else lived it, my life is mine and their lives are theirs. I am different, and this difference makes myself to be me.
"I born and grew up in France, my parents are from Mauritius and my origins are back from China." How many times did I repeat this? This is my answer when I'm asked where I am from. It is the best I have found, which let the other person to make his own idea. It is always complicated for me to explain , as myself do not know where to start.
My appearance doesn't match my upbringing, neither does my upbringing match my origins. I feel I'm just like a double bacon cheeseburger with extra pickles and onions , and a touch of spice. I do play with that, saying I'm African, or Asian or French, when I'm all three at once :)
It's always been very hard for me to be integrated, wherever I was. When I was young, I was thinking "why me?" and blaming others, when actually I was more the one to be blamed. I have to admit I didn't try sometimes hard enough, but you don't really want to try so hard , when others doesn't need to. I don't feel 100% one culture or another, so I couldn't really share the same experience with some people who weren't cross cultured. Although you can have some common topics with people, since you know a bit of different culture. That's why most of my best friends are cross cultural kids themselves, because we share the same worries, and the same experience. Some succeeded to overcome it, but most of the times we have the same question of our identity and about ourselves.
To solve this problem, I usually escape and run away from it and go to another country, expecting things would change, expecting that I would feel more integrated. But I do the same mistakes all over again. It's not about others, it's more about myself. If I don't find the peace in myself and accept who I am, then I would always have the feeling of being a reject and an alien.
I know that what I live, nobody else lived it, my life is mine and their lives are theirs. I am different, and this difference makes myself to be me.
Thursday, 25 February 2010
Why Maths?
Why did I choose to study mathematics?
This is a question I still ask myself.
There are many other subjects much more interesting or useful, so why this one.
I don't have a big passion to the subject, as some people might have, but I still find it interesting. But again anything could be of interest for me, since I am a curious person eager to learn about everything and anything. It was certainly not my dream subject, I would have found much more interesting to study astrophysics or medicine than mathematics. I really was keen to study the science of the space, because I was always amazed when I was looking at Hubble's pictures or reading astronomy's magazines. Or I could have done a more useful subject like medicine, because I really wanted to help people and being a medic can really do so. So why maths?
An easy answer would be to say that I was good at it when I was in high school and before. This was true, but is not anymore. I found doing maths was easy before university, at least easier than some other subjects but this cannot be a reason good enough to choose to study that subject.
A possible reason would be because of the passion one of my friends had when we were in high school. Seeing him so passionate about maths, telling stories about the Riemann zeta function or the number 0, emulated my interest in the subject. I eventually would want to feel the same passion as his, which I tried to do by starting to make my own research on the subject. So I guess I can thanks him (or blame him) for getting me into the mathematics buzz. I still haven't reached the passion he has but I still have strong interest into it.
An event, that comforted me in my choice of choosing maths, was when I went to do an interview in front of business and finance professionals to be admitted in a business school in France. One of the interviewer asked me whether I had other options besides my application to that business school. I nodded and told him that I had offers to do a Bachelor in the UK in Maths and Finance. At my surprise, he encouraged me to do that course and not to come to his business school. He explained me that Financial maths would be very useful for a career in Finance and that there would be a high demand for people with those skills. When you are so young and a professional told you that, you start to believe him, so that's what I did.
I guess all those things had inclined me to decide to study maths. But the main reason was that mathematics is a subject that offers opportunities to do all kind of jobs. Since I still didn't know what I wanted to be in my life, I didn't want to be restricted to one job. I wanted to be able to still have a large choice to choose from. Although I cant be a doctor (apart if there's a mathematical formula to heal all patients in hospital), I still can do most jobs available on the markets. I still can be an astrophysicist or a more literary job, since I always think that you can be a journalist or a writer if you have the passion for it, no matter if you have the required qualification. Therefore being a graduate from a Mathematics degree doesn't stop me to be anything I want to be.
What I want is more to enjoy my life and really do what I really like and want. I don't have regret choosing Mathematics, although there might have been some better choice. But what is done is done and I have to live with it. As I said many doors can still be open to me, I just need the passion, the will and the work.
This is a question I still ask myself.
There are many other subjects much more interesting or useful, so why this one.
I don't have a big passion to the subject, as some people might have, but I still find it interesting. But again anything could be of interest for me, since I am a curious person eager to learn about everything and anything. It was certainly not my dream subject, I would have found much more interesting to study astrophysics or medicine than mathematics. I really was keen to study the science of the space, because I was always amazed when I was looking at Hubble's pictures or reading astronomy's magazines. Or I could have done a more useful subject like medicine, because I really wanted to help people and being a medic can really do so. So why maths?
An easy answer would be to say that I was good at it when I was in high school and before. This was true, but is not anymore. I found doing maths was easy before university, at least easier than some other subjects but this cannot be a reason good enough to choose to study that subject.
A possible reason would be because of the passion one of my friends had when we were in high school. Seeing him so passionate about maths, telling stories about the Riemann zeta function or the number 0, emulated my interest in the subject. I eventually would want to feel the same passion as his, which I tried to do by starting to make my own research on the subject. So I guess I can thanks him (or blame him) for getting me into the mathematics buzz. I still haven't reached the passion he has but I still have strong interest into it.
An event, that comforted me in my choice of choosing maths, was when I went to do an interview in front of business and finance professionals to be admitted in a business school in France. One of the interviewer asked me whether I had other options besides my application to that business school. I nodded and told him that I had offers to do a Bachelor in the UK in Maths and Finance. At my surprise, he encouraged me to do that course and not to come to his business school. He explained me that Financial maths would be very useful for a career in Finance and that there would be a high demand for people with those skills. When you are so young and a professional told you that, you start to believe him, so that's what I did.
I guess all those things had inclined me to decide to study maths. But the main reason was that mathematics is a subject that offers opportunities to do all kind of jobs. Since I still didn't know what I wanted to be in my life, I didn't want to be restricted to one job. I wanted to be able to still have a large choice to choose from. Although I cant be a doctor (apart if there's a mathematical formula to heal all patients in hospital), I still can do most jobs available on the markets. I still can be an astrophysicist or a more literary job, since I always think that you can be a journalist or a writer if you have the passion for it, no matter if you have the required qualification. Therefore being a graduate from a Mathematics degree doesn't stop me to be anything I want to be.
What I want is more to enjoy my life and really do what I really like and want. I don't have regret choosing Mathematics, although there might have been some better choice. But what is done is done and I have to live with it. As I said many doors can still be open to me, I just need the passion, the will and the work.
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