I will never... ever...

... be a bond trader. Not that I had any plans... but this Finance exam confirmed it. It was alright, and I'm hoping I'll pass, but I'm no finance whiz. Ah well, I suppose my talents lie in a different area! Now if only I can find a way to make money out of those talents.

The picture on the left is one that my mum sent me, it's been snowing like crazy where they live in the Netherlands, and the whole of the area they live in has ground to a halt. I remember it snowing when I was younger but not 40 cms in 36 hours...I'm so glad the power didn't go out where they live and they're alright.

We're going into our final two weeks of the first term and they're gonna be hectic. I had the weirdest experience whilst sitting and writing the Finance exam. You know how exams always make you feel like... well... exams? You have to study a subject, not because you're interested or the material is exciting, but because it's an exam. And that makes all enthusiasm you might have had once disappear, since you're sort of forced to learn this. But as I sat there trying to figure out what the h**l to do with forward rates that are going down (I know there's a way to make money out of that, I'm just not quite sure how), I looked up, gazed over Regent's Park and thought [with apologies in advance for the multitude of expletives that are following] 'bloody h*ll, I'm here. Right where I wanted to be a year ago. S**t. I've done it'... I'm such a lucky girl :-)