This week was another eventful one. No surprise here. Had a lot of lunches though and learnt a lot about the ‘other side’ of the company. Germany is so much colder than New York.

Monday: I was sick from gastric flu and could not go to work. In addition, I had to wait two hours at Raffles Hospital to see the doctor and for medicine. I almost fainted right there.

Tuesday: Had to crawl to work. Still super sick and someone said I look as pale as a ghost. Had lunch with Head of Trade Finance and Syndication dept. A tonne of research, reports and documents fell on me.

Wednesday: Lunch with Head of Private Banking, who commented that I am a very ‘careful’ person. Haa, how not to be? I am working in a warring state 10 hours a day. Senior manager’s meeting, outlook is blatantly bad. Tough times ahead; Bayern LB pulled out of Asia completely and fears that it might affect us arose naturally. But I have a good Heavenly Father who takes the best care of me. I made a couple of points that the other managers concurred with, made me quite happy for the rest of the day. Met the girls for dinner but I was an hour late because of a meeting that was delayed with my boss.

Thursday: Lunch with the other Y. She seems nice. But I have a lot a lot of work to do. Head of Corporate and Institutional Banking was pretty happy with my recommendation of the Letter of Authorization and Indemnity. That made me glad for a while too. I kind of take a lot of pride in my work because I put 200% effort in whatever I do. I think I overate for dinner. This whole week I feel super fat.

Friday: FINALLY. Gave another training session and this time I thought it went quite well, better than the last one where I almost coughed my lungs out. Solved a couple of issues, wrote a few comments, and went for lunch with the ex-alumni group. To my horror, my fears are not ungrounded. Need a lot of shields around this place. People can do whatever they want as long as I have God’s favour upon me. My boss is going to be away for 2 weeks and have dumped another truckload of papers on me. I think I qualify for a medal for swimming in paper pools. Tummy bloated and I feel fat. More lunches next week ad zero exercise. I feel like such a fatty bom bom. Meeting G, Grace and Sanjay later.

Saturday: Have to service car, and my car MP3 player is still not ready for collection. Sucky.

Sigh. How can I live a life like this forever.