Ah, the most awaited Saturday is here. And it feels like the first time in forever that my mind isn't bogged down with work vs education related thoughts.
I woke up pretty late. My new investment advisor/broker came over and I signed a bunch of papers. My company's rules are such that it doesn't allow us to trade and here I am, opening another Demat Account. But I also wanted to concentrate on and learn how to invest/trade successfully so yeah.
I helped mom a little today. Pretty sure she was happy. I also helped Alex with his resume post lunch.
Mom saw that the Pepsi bottle was consumed and questioned me about it. I lied, sorry mom.
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An Outlet: Part 8
Non-FictionThis piece of writing is mostly for myself. I want this to act as my journal. I've always tried to see life from others' perspective. I think it's time to see it from mine. This can act as a rough draft of my life. If you're very nosy and want to kn...
