I've taken Finance as my majors and the course we're studying this semester is "Derivative Investment". Concentrating on idiotic derivatives for 3 hours straight is a harsh punishment I suffer from every Friday, 6 pm to 9 pm! I have studied Derivatives a year ago too, but that was just an overview. Now, we're studying in depth. Ritz knows how much I detest this 3-hour class and how much I try and fail to concentrate in this course. But not anymore! I got the book of Derivatives today. It isn't as boring as I thought of it to be. I started reading it like those kids who get happy on getting a new story book. Did I tell you we've got 2 quizzes tomorrow? Well, we do. To be honest, I haven't started reading a word of them because, firstly, I forgot, and secondly, I was enjoying reading Derivatives. And then Ritz reminded me of the quizzes at 10 pm:

Ritz: "Done with Ethics's and OPM's prep?"
Me: *confused "Im sorry?"
Ritz: "There's a quiz tomorrw!!!"
Me: *dinky mind starts working* "Oh, I forgot :$"
Ritz: *shocked* "You WHAT???"
Me: "I'm sorry, I was studying Finance. It's so interesting. I've fallen in love with Derivatives!!"
Ritz: "Marry them!!! "
Me: "All 4? Forwards, Futures, Options and Swaps?"
Ritz: "Check the Options, and marry Futures in Forwards. Later you can Swap!"
Me: "Thanks" :)

Cheerio folks!!!

P.S.: Pray for the quizzes please

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I've had a busy day and now I've to make the introductory part of our report before I even think of sleeping. Mommmyyyyy..... :( *yawns*

And I have to study for 4 quizzes expected in the coming week. And it's Sunday today - my working day! I've to iron my clothes for the week, clean up my room, meet the Sunday-guests, baby-sit their kids, and most of all, wake up early to help Mommese make breakfast...and I'm still awake!!! :(

*starts jumping in anger, falls on bed and sleeps*

*opens an eye* Cheerio folks!!

zzzzzzzzzzz..........

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I feel something’s missing. I’m feeling empty. Why can’t I google it?

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In days when daisies deck the ground,

And blackbirds whistle clear,

With honest joy our hearts will bound

To see the coming year.

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I have been tagged by Ahmed Mujtaba.
The rules of this tagging game are,
1, Get a grab of a book near you( but it should be at least 123+ pages)
2, Get to the 123rd page.
3, Grab the 5th line.
4, Add the next 3 lines to your post.
5, Then tag any 5 bloggers.

The book I've got with me is "The New Silk Flower Book - Making Stylish Arrangements, Wreaths, Decorations".

The 5th line and onwards say:

"To make the clay pocket, use a rolling pin to roll out pink oven-bake clay to a 1/4- inch (.5 cm) thickness. Arrange pieces of lace (the more open the...."

I'd like to tag:

Jony
Unaiza.

Cheerio folks =)

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Just finished watching the movie Taare Zameen Par. It's a must watch movie. I couldn't stop crying :$

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This time my result isn't "Re[in]sult".

I was comfortably curled up in my bed, when this friend of mine called up and asked, "So, did you beat me or did I beat you?"

Me: *sleepy* "Means?"
He: "Helloooo....Result's out!!!"
Me: "ooooo....what did you get?"
He: *happily* "3.42" [or was it 3.4? whateva...]
Me: "woah!!! great!!!"
He: "Tell me yours"
Me: "Didn't check. I'm sleepy"
He: "Get up and check now"
Me: *aarrrggghhhh* "I don't want to spoil my mood"
He: "Get up I say, and check!!!!"
Me: *irritated* "WHATEVAAA"

*hang up*

Turned on the PC, connected, checked the site, entered my enroll number and I got 3.75! Got 3 As and 3 B+s

A in Managerial Accounting, Analysis of Pakistani Industry, and Managerial Economics
B+ in HRM, Logic, and E-commerce :(

My friends often say, "If Adam Smith is the father of Economics, then Umem is the mother of Adam Smith" :P

Cheerio folks =)

PS.: Thanks to all those who prayed for me :) May Allah reward you. Amen :)

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One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage, started his bus, and drove off along the route. No problems for the first few stops - a few people got on, a few got off, and things went generally well.

At the next stop, however, a big hulk of a guy got on. Six feet eight, built like a wrestler, arms hanging down to the ground. He glared at the driver and said, "Big John doesn't pay!" and sat down at the back.

Did I mention that the driver was five feet three, thin, and basically meek? Well, he was. Naturally, he didn't argue with Big John, but he wasn't happy about it. The next day the same thing happened - Big John got on again, made a show of refusing to pay, and sat down. And the next day, and the next.

This grated on the bus driver, who started losing sleep ove the way Big John was taking advantage of him. Finally he could stand it no longer. He signed up for body building courses, karate, judo, and all that good stuff.

By the end of the summer, he had become quite strong; what more, he felt really good about himself. So on the next Monday, when Big John once again got on the bus and said, "Big John doesn't pay!"

The driver stood up, glared back at the passenger, and screamed, "And why not?"

With a surprised look on his face, Big John replied, "Big John has a buss pass."



Management Lesson: "Be sure there is a problem in the first place before working hard to solve one."

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Hey everybody, me is back with my new PC (finally!!!) So I hope I'd update regularly now.





My sis had a baby boy, Mohammad Umer, who is MashAllah 3 months old now. And I'm trying to upload his pics here. He's MashAllah shoooo cuteeeee.

Argh!!!! Can't upload the other pic

Cheerio folks!!!!

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