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Financial accounting, analysis and risk assessment

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So there are just too many financials in my life right now.  I am still having a hard time believing that all the maths I have constantly avoided over the years would eventually become the same maths that will assist me in completing my one and only goal for the year:  to finish this management program.  I think I am catching up well; I got to compute a lot and study a lot.  The professor on risk assessment was right; it was a real eye-opener.  What I am having a lot of problems with though is how to connect the numbers.  I can’t seem to create a story that relates to them, a story that would eventually spell out financial disaster in graphs.  

And I can’t accept the fact that I can’t create a story.  If there’s something that I can be continuously proud of, it’s my ability to create something out of nothing.  It’s a completely romantic idea, and to be frank, not everyone appreciates it as much as I wanted them too.  But who am I to impose my stylings as the kind that they’ll adore?  Anyway, that’s what irritated me constantly.  I still can’t grasp the faculty of words they use to describe these numbers.

And I don’t like it one bit.

 

It’s the ice cream wrap that always caps off the night perfectly.

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With the past week, we were bombarded with details in financial accounting and forced to make a financial analysis.  I don’t understand why people can subject themselves to this kind of pain.  During the quiz, I could literally feel my head slowly splitting in two.   It’s yet to be over — the Finance module is up until March — and I am just praying as much as I can to have the power to get through this.

Patrick and I had a long conversation about these girls that he’s trying to weigh.  Now, for a guy, Pat isn’t really the type that categorizes women.  But he was down to the classic dilemma:  liking two people at the same time.

Why do we get in trouble like this?  I mean seriously.  There has to be at least once in a lifetime when we get to like two people at the same time.

I don’t really know where I’m going.  I obviously don’t want to write right now, so I am so not forcing it.

Disappointments come in all shapes and sizes.

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I received my presentation/defense grade the other day, and I couldn’t be more disappointed.  I cannot believe I got a grade that’s so low.  It’s not even at par with the deposits and clients I was able to gather.  I don’t understand where I went wrong.  According to the facilitator, I had a high mark for marketing.  So that means, I got a low mark for my suggested improvements in the branch.

I don’t understand why they would give me a low mark for suggesting hiring more people.  Isn’t that what you do when you’re expanding?  Isn’t that what you do when you plan to make service your number one product?  Isn’t that what you need when you aim to be better?  Isn’t that what you need when you are for development?  They berated me for suggesting something  that won’t be cost-effective to the company.  Why would you see additional service as an added cost?  Isn’t that supposed to be an added value? 

I cannot believe how conservative they are.  They plan to become one of the premiere corporations in the country, they plan to add quality and prestige to their name, they plan to be in the service of the Filipino, but they’re not going to pay for it?  Ano yon?  Birthright?  Noynoy, ikaw ba yan?

There’s just something about getting what you don’t deserve.  I worked hard for the past module.  I really did.  I worked my butt off, related to every single person I can relate to, became "feeling close", became "too close for comfort", I did my thing.  Research, study, market.  And just because you don’t agree with my manner of suggesting a VITAL improvement, you give me this?  Excuse you.  Excuse you very much.

Changing topics now.

Dylan was so nice to have joined me for dinner with friends last Friday.  I can tell he wasn’t having a good time, and that he was having a hard time trying to relate to them.  But he didn’t leave.  Neither did he try to corner me and box me to himself.  I am beginning to think again, that I have been given another reason to love him more.

And yes, that is my feeble attempt to end this entry with a high note.

Finally, it’s over and done with.

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January 8 was the last day of Module 300.  I had a hard time believing that I was the last person to present, but then again, I am the one with the meekest ability to hold my tongue.  These lessons and presentations are constantly testing my emotional quotient.  I can’t say I am enjoying it, but I can definitely feel the improvement.

My outfit for the day

The happy hour started around 8 when we arrived in the Training Center for the hats off party.


With Anj and her feather headband
With the NCR crew (L-R:  Neil, Jerome, Allan, Moi, Moksy with the fab fedora, Rayrand, Anj and Ranna)
Missing in picture:  Aldrich and Patrick

 

It was game night, and we competed with HR.  And we kicked their ass.  YES.
All in all, it was allllll good.  But the best part  was when they all decided to stick around and wait for my birthday (January 9).  I am so blessed to have made such good friends with these people.  I can never forget them.My birthday would have to be one of my longest days.  And quietest.  I enjoyed my alone time, and my time with my family.

It is always the simplest days that turn out to be one of the greatest.  Tonight, I will sleep with a full heart.I wish you the same.