Monkey Business

I don't know what to make out of myself. I just came back from a drink with some random guys and now I'm drunk with a broken nail. Given that I still remember where my passion lies.

I met a bunch of equity brokers tonight. Beofer I didn't know how to hold a conversation with those people in finance, and now I could handle that with ease. I still remember two years ago when I first met Marshal, and I was like damn, I didn't know what to talk about. Silence. And today, I could talk to these guys about the market and everybody's happy. And they became assets to my work.

I have to say that there's much more in common now between me and my friends, because most of them are in finance, but I'm not proud of that. Last week at Marshal's birthday party his friends guessed whether I was his colleagues, but no I'm in the media! You know that's something I've been proud of. But when I realized the conversation has to go to the equity end, what has that made me into?

That's HK. That's what I hate about. Money. It's the bond among people. Before when I lived elsewhere, I could have an exciting and constructive conversation just on politics with people. But here hell no. People found me a freak to talk about my work. So here I'm bs-ing about stocks and people thought I'm easy to approach! F* that, I hate money.

I felt that I owe to Christian, how we used to diss people in the monkey business. And now I've become one of them.