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Sunday, January 31, 2010
Trading Courses & Coaches II
I visited Michael in late August 2009, and took some pictures of him and his class. The pictures were meant to go with this post here. I couldn't upload them on my laptop then. Towards the end of 2009, D built me a brand new pc, and helped me transfer and upload all the data from my laptop and mobile onto the new machine.
It took me 3 months to figure out where everything went...
Anyway, I recovered the pictures. You can find them at the end of this post.
Local Trading Coaches
If you live in Singapore, and are looking for an affordable and quality basic trading course, go to Michael. He has traded for more than 30 years, and knows way more about the market than many local over-hyped and overpriced trainers.
Michael is no showman; he merely shows you exactly how he trades.
Michael is calm, and he will teach you how to be calm in trading.
I've not spoken with Michael since late last year, but I'm sure he's still charging less than half of what the most expensive trainers are charging here.
Michael is a trader ie. his trading profits are his main source of income. Teaching is his hobby (I'm not kidding - Michael loves people).
So here's someone who is with the market EVERYDAY, is immensely wise and calm - and he likes to share with you how he does things like turn USD 3k into USD 11k in 30 days. You spend 5 months with him, and he charges you a 4-figure amount that doesn't start with the digit "2". If you know of any deal sweeter than this, I'll like to know (If you are reading this via my Facebook account, you can always drop me a message).
For those considering an online course, Austin is a great choice.
Again, I am NOT Michael and Austin's affiliate ie. I do NOT get a referral fee if you sign up. I'm recommending them because I like what they do, and I like them for who they are: persons with integrity.
There are profitable TRAINERS, and there are profitable TRADERS. You want to learn about trading from the latter.
It took me 3 months to figure out where everything went...
Anyway, I recovered the pictures. You can find them at the end of this post.
Local Trading Coaches
If you live in Singapore, and are looking for an affordable and quality basic trading course, go to Michael. He has traded for more than 30 years, and knows way more about the market than many local over-hyped and overpriced trainers.
Michael is no showman; he merely shows you exactly how he trades.
Michael is calm, and he will teach you how to be calm in trading.
I've not spoken with Michael since late last year, but I'm sure he's still charging less than half of what the most expensive trainers are charging here.
Michael is a trader ie. his trading profits are his main source of income. Teaching is his hobby (I'm not kidding - Michael loves people).
So here's someone who is with the market EVERYDAY, is immensely wise and calm - and he likes to share with you how he does things like turn USD 3k into USD 11k in 30 days. You spend 5 months with him, and he charges you a 4-figure amount that doesn't start with the digit "2". If you know of any deal sweeter than this, I'll like to know (If you are reading this via my Facebook account, you can always drop me a message).
For those considering an online course, Austin is a great choice.
Again, I am NOT Michael and Austin's affiliate ie. I do NOT get a referral fee if you sign up. I'm recommending them because I like what they do, and I like them for who they are: persons with integrity.
There are profitable TRAINERS, and there are profitable TRADERS. You want to learn about trading from the latter.
And here's Michael:
This One Really Cheers Me Up
My chat buddy sent me this (original source unknown):
J is a 50-year-old Caucasian American. He lives in C.A, has long curly hair, and looks extremely cool and smart (J is SUPER smart)
Go look for him.
>:-)
J is a 50-year-old Caucasian American. He lives in C.A, has long curly hair, and looks extremely cool and smart (J is SUPER smart)
Go look for him.
>:-)
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Nat Gas Chop
NG 2min
2 hours of chop is just too much for me on a Friday. Closed position and not going to care if it plunges later.
In green box is the trade:
2 hours of chop is just too much for me on a Friday. Closed position and not going to care if it plunges later.
PnL for this week:
Balance to-date:
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Natural Gas
NG 2min
NG 2min Zoom Out
Am still having my migraine. It's just that time of the year that I keep getting attacks.
Trade taken is a planned trade. There was an accident of sort though - I forgot to place my target. Price punched right through it and bounced back up in less than a millisecond. I'll probably never stop making blunders like that. Like I said, I need a new brain.
I was hesitant to post the trade coz I had taken a fair bit of risk. I've gotten quite annoyed with being shaken out of a good position just minutes prior to data release. So I stayed, and lifted my stop. I have a contingency, and I know the NG - its range, where it tends to go after testing pivots, and its jerky movements.
If you don't know NG, DON'T trade it before the release of nat gas data report, not even with a stop. Price will trade right through your stop and you'll find yourself getting out at a place you don't want to get out at.
In retrospect, I really should have just gotten out with my USD 200 profit before data release. It was a semi-sweet revenge, and I'm no longer interested in going for such trades (unless there is a nice setup - today's was just bumpy before the report came out). I was actually aiming for an S2 target - that's a USD 1000 move. NG's movement before data release told me that it probably wouldn't make it there. Anyway, even a USD 700 potential profit (S1 target) is not worth the risk. There are many similar opportunities in this and other trending instruments on safer days.
Trade taken is a planned trade. There was an accident of sort though - I forgot to place my target. Price punched right through it and bounced back up in less than a millisecond. I'll probably never stop making blunders like that. Like I said, I need a new brain.
I was hesitant to post the trade coz I had taken a fair bit of risk. I've gotten quite annoyed with being shaken out of a good position just minutes prior to data release. So I stayed, and lifted my stop. I have a contingency, and I know the NG - its range, where it tends to go after testing pivots, and its jerky movements.
If you don't know NG, DON'T trade it before the release of nat gas data report, not even with a stop. Price will trade right through your stop and you'll find yourself getting out at a place you don't want to get out at.
In retrospect, I really should have just gotten out with my USD 200 profit before data release. It was a semi-sweet revenge, and I'm no longer interested in going for such trades (unless there is a nice setup - today's was just bumpy before the report came out). I was actually aiming for an S2 target - that's a USD 1000 move. NG's movement before data release told me that it probably wouldn't make it there. Anyway, even a USD 700 potential profit (S1 target) is not worth the risk. There are many similar opportunities in this and other trending instruments on safer days.
In green box is the NG trade:
FED Day Makes Me Sick
NG 2min
I think I'm getting a migraine attack. Wrong stop is a clear sign that I should stay away for the rest of the session.In green box are today's trade:
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Crazy Crude
CL 2 min
CL Zoom Out
In green box are today's trades; in pink, yesterday's:
Back to my routine of starting to look at my charts only at 5am ET. It's good. D says I should be spanked for trading before 12am ET on Monday. But I call that experimenting with trading different sessions....whatever...I'm not crying.Commodities have been wild. The REALLY bad kind of wild. Oil is still crazy; natural gas is just ugly; and gold is UNTOUCHABLE.
Bean is not wild but it hasn't really been moving...
Switching to 2min timeframe helps. For how long, I have no idea. But I won't worry about anything that's not happened yet.
Will start watching beans. I like it that it starts trading later than the others, and that it's not affected by FOMC!
Calling it a day.
The Borg Twins
I can't help it; this is just too funny:
From Long & Wrong's.
LW/UF/Solfest's Borg Twin,
NO CHARTS??!!!
>:-)
From Long & Wrong's.LW/UF/Solfest's Borg Twin,
NO CHARTS??!!!
>:-)
Paper Or Real?
My chat buddy just asked me if my trades are real money trades.
Yes, J, all my trades are real. My account is real. And the 500 bucks I gave to the market today is definitely very real.
If I don't sound like I'm trading real money, it's only coz I am childish by default.
I'm not talking to you for 72 hours, J!
No, make that 72 days.
:-P
Yes, J, all my trades are real. My account is real. And the 500 bucks I gave to the market today is definitely very real.
If I don't sound like I'm trading real money, it's only coz I am childish by default.
I'm not talking to you for 72 hours, J!
No, make that 72 days.
:-P
Monday, January 25, 2010
I Hate Mondays
Just one of those days...As always, I blame hormones, AND THE MARKET.
Crazy Gold
Ugly Oil
Friday, January 22, 2010
Weekly Wrap Up
CL 10min
In green box are today's trades:
From this week's trading (Tues, Wed, Thurs, today):
Account balance to-date (account reset to 10k in 2010):
A "take-half" and "take-quarter" week - none of the winning trades was held to my targets or according to exit rules.It will be this way until I can really begin to trust my entries.
One step at a time.
It was a short trading session for me. Had to wrap up before D got home. We were out to get something special for dinner. Evening's been lovely, and I'm just going to continue to chill, and test out some ideas on sim.
Ring My Bells
Today (Jan 22) is my 12th wedding anniversary.
Yes, D is my husband.
I'm still learning not to giggle whenever someone comes up to me and say something like "oh, you're his (D's) WIFE".
I've been with D for 17 years, and the tying the knot bit was really just for formality's sake.
Ok, it was actually Granny's idea. She proposed to D. I was merely INFORMED to be present at the registry of marriage on Jan 22 1998. I took half a day off and returned to work right after I said "I do".
There was no party, no Snow White Bridal Gown from Disney's Fairy Tale Wedding Collection, no announcing to the whole world that we were both FINISHED, no honeymoon, and all those frills.
Only the realization that we were going to be stuck with each other for the rest of our life.
D and I met when we were still kids/minors. We kind of grew up together. At no point in our life did we feel that we deserved someone better. But we fought ALL THE TIME. I thought I was ALWAYS right. And lucky for me, D thought the same too - about himself that is. Life would have been so boring had I had my way all the time.
But all good things must come to an end.
2008 was the year we thought was a good time to say goodbye...
Long story short, 2008 was a BAD year. I spent a good part of most days driving around from the extreme west to the extreme east of the island. Seabloke was my constant companion. She would date me for breakfast almost everyday (I just quit my job, and Sea's girls were old enough to attend nursery). But we'd never talk about things that made us sad. We smoked (that was when I picked up smoking again) and cracked jokes, and had too many eggs. I should have put on 20 pounds. Instead, I lost 20. At less than 100 pounds, my BMI was 16. For someone my height, I looked every bit like a runway model.
One day, while driving Sea home, I made her listen to ONE of my favorite songs. The song that I played over and over when I was driving alone. Sea cringed at first (Sea's OCCASIONALLY demure). After that, she just found the song hilariously amusing.
I stopped playing the song beginning of 2009.
A few days ago, over the weekend, while D was compiling songs for his ipod, he played that number! He still hasn't a clue how I lived 2008-2009, and he certainly knows nothing about the song.
I was moody throughout this week because of a stupid song and memories I should have buried along with that poor cockroach (2nd sighting since we moved in in Apr 08 - had me screaming and waking up the entire household - D, Al, and Keish) we electrocuted and buried with Al & Keish's litter - but D has no idea cuz I always seem cheery.
D still wears the ring everyday; I don't. D sets an alarm to remind him of our anniversary; I don't.
But D also made me wonder ALL THE TIME if he loved me at all.
For the first time in 17 years, I don't care what D thinks or feels about us anymore. There's really no "US". There's him, and there's me. And we do our best to live a productive life together.
What matters is, he doesn't matter anymore.
AND WE ARE FINALLY HAPPY NOW.
Yes, D is my husband.
I'm still learning not to giggle whenever someone comes up to me and say something like "oh, you're his (D's) WIFE".
I've been with D for 17 years, and the tying the knot bit was really just for formality's sake.
Ok, it was actually Granny's idea. She proposed to D. I was merely INFORMED to be present at the registry of marriage on Jan 22 1998. I took half a day off and returned to work right after I said "I do".
There was no party, no Snow White Bridal Gown from Disney's Fairy Tale Wedding Collection, no announcing to the whole world that we were both FINISHED, no honeymoon, and all those frills.
Only the realization that we were going to be stuck with each other for the rest of our life.
D and I met when we were still kids/minors. We kind of grew up together. At no point in our life did we feel that we deserved someone better. But we fought ALL THE TIME. I thought I was ALWAYS right. And lucky for me, D thought the same too - about himself that is. Life would have been so boring had I had my way all the time.
But all good things must come to an end.
2008 was the year we thought was a good time to say goodbye...
Long story short, 2008 was a BAD year. I spent a good part of most days driving around from the extreme west to the extreme east of the island. Seabloke was my constant companion. She would date me for breakfast almost everyday (I just quit my job, and Sea's girls were old enough to attend nursery). But we'd never talk about things that made us sad. We smoked (that was when I picked up smoking again) and cracked jokes, and had too many eggs. I should have put on 20 pounds. Instead, I lost 20. At less than 100 pounds, my BMI was 16. For someone my height, I looked every bit like a runway model.
One day, while driving Sea home, I made her listen to ONE of my favorite songs. The song that I played over and over when I was driving alone. Sea cringed at first (Sea's OCCASIONALLY demure). After that, she just found the song hilariously amusing.
I stopped playing the song beginning of 2009.
A few days ago, over the weekend, while D was compiling songs for his ipod, he played that number! He still hasn't a clue how I lived 2008-2009, and he certainly knows nothing about the song.
I was moody throughout this week because of a stupid song and memories I should have buried along with that poor cockroach (2nd sighting since we moved in in Apr 08 - had me screaming and waking up the entire household - D, Al, and Keish) we electrocuted and buried with Al & Keish's litter - but D has no idea cuz I always seem cheery.
D still wears the ring everyday; I don't. D sets an alarm to remind him of our anniversary; I don't.
But D also made me wonder ALL THE TIME if he loved me at all.
For the first time in 17 years, I don't care what D thinks or feels about us anymore. There's really no "US". There's him, and there's me. And we do our best to live a productive life together.
What matters is, he doesn't matter anymore.
AND WE ARE FINALLY HAPPY NOW.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Chopped, Diced & Minced, & An Anniversary
CL 10min
GC 2min
Another day that is totally not good for the heart. I'm no longer going to feel bad about price hitting my targets after I bail. There are better days ahead (maybe tomorrow, who knows, oil is really starting to move!) to hold trades.The alarm on D's blackberry went off moments ago. D was in the shower, and the alarm was deafening (loud as the siren of a fire-engine).
So I walked over to his desk to silence it.
That was when I saw D's note:
Juliana's anniversary
I am hopeless, and desperately in need of a new brain.
In green box are trades from today:
PnL for this week (Tues, Weds, Today):
FX Trades Gone Awry
It didn't occur to me to check my FX position...I read FX blogs everyday yet I don't remember I have my own FX trade on (yes, I am that absent-minded...I frequently forget what I had for dinner right after dinner, and data release time, and everyone's birthday including mine), until I read Long & Wrong's post.I'm leveraged 1:1.
But still.....
This is starting to feel a tad like investing in mutual funds.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Chopped & Minced
The only chart that's worth showing:
Zoom Out
My tendency is to enter before confirmation, and I intend to keep doing that.
I do need a lot of practice in SITTING though.
I gave up on GC after it kept playing around yesterday's low.
I moved my stops before price broke out of consolidation / that ugly chop zone, and was stopped out a couple of times in 5 agonizing hours.
I entered one last time just before GC nose-dived, but quickly decided that I didn't want to play anymore. Took a small loss and went out to get some fresh air and receive D.
When we were having dinner, I watched in utter disgust as GC plunged to both my target levels.
I must have muttered "fuck" half a dozen times.
Then I asked D if we said grace before dinner.
D said we did, right before my whispered swearing.
In green box are trades from today. I'll probably not be trading tomorrow. Family matters.
GC 10min
Zoom Out
I do need a lot of practice in SITTING though.
I gave up on GC after it kept playing around yesterday's low.
I moved my stops before price broke out of consolidation / that ugly chop zone, and was stopped out a couple of times in 5 agonizing hours.
I entered one last time just before GC nose-dived, but quickly decided that I didn't want to play anymore. Took a small loss and went out to get some fresh air and receive D.
When we were having dinner, I watched in utter disgust as GC plunged to both my target levels.
I must have muttered "fuck" half a dozen times.
Then I asked D if we said grace before dinner.
D said we did, right before my whispered swearing.
In green box are trades from today. I'll probably not be trading tomorrow. Family matters.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Crude Craze
CL 10min
5 trades; all shorts.Was just really aiming for S2 target the whole day.
1st trade got really close, and I was ready to get out once the huge candle closed. Price bounced right up from a level that wasn't in my radar to hit my stop instead.
It's not a nice feeling - giving back half of what I thought was safely mine.
But that's trading - market decides what it wants to give, and HOW it wants to go about doing it; I decide if I want my trade to be a scalp, an all-or-nothing trade, or something in between.
All the other trades were managed on 2min and 200-tick chart; all entries based on price action on 10min.
In green box are today's trades. All above green box were trades from last Wed and Thurs. No trades taken last Fri & yesterday.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Hungry Jack & Iceland, Seabloke & A lazy Volcano, And A Delightful Breakfast
Hungry Jack (that's what he wants to be called) was flying to Moscow when he was informed by his cabin crew that a passenger was experiencing paralysis on one side of his body and drooling from one side of his mouth.
Hungry Jack decided to land at Iceland. The passenger's wife protested, on the grounds that a connecting flight to Moscow would blow their budget (???!!!! Be careful who you marry!).
Hungry Jack proceeded to arrange for an emergency landing at Iceland anyway. He contacted Iceland's air control, and was expecting to be given the usual ultra complicated landing instructions (ultra complicated to me). Instead, he was told that he was totally in their radar and not in anyone's way, and hence he could "just land". When Hungry Jack landed, he was amazed and impressed by what he saw: ambulance, doctors, nurses - everything that the gravely ill passenger needed - waiting to attend to him.
"I'm moving to Iceland", I interrupted.
Hungry Jack reminded me that they are bankrupt.
"It's ok, she can go there to give a boost to their retail industry"
Seabloke knows her economics!
"Except that I don't shop"
Seabloke busted. Ha!
Hungry Jack went on to talk about how during his sniper days he had a reputation for sitting at a corner by himself sharpening his parang before his team went on exercises, while the rest would chat and chill out, and find Hungry Jack's choice of "hobby" totally mind-boggling. Then came the day when the team's progress in a major exercise was hindered by massive coconut trees that had fallen in their path. The one person that sprang to the mind of everyone present was Hungry Jack with his very sharp parang. Theirs were so blunt I bet they couldn't use them to cut apples.
And there were stories about ninjas and samurais. Hungry Jack enlightened Seabloke and me that ninjas DON'T wear black - they wear midnight blue. Extremely lightly armed, they carry with them on each mission just ONE Shuriken to facilitate their get-away - besides their sword of course. Some of them specialize in reconnaissance, and strike only high value targets. First modern snipers.
Seabloke's planning her deep sea dive for the year. She's AWFULLY disappointed that one of her trips that was supposed to come complete with a spectacular volcanic eruption plus feasting sharks is now without the highlight - the volcano has gone to sleep. She'll have to make do with just hungry sharks...
After we parted ways, I spent 2 hours at my favorite haunt - Harris Bookstore. Checked out everything from fictions to self-help to languages to philosophy (it REALLY should be called the "Ayn Rand" section since there's really nothing else on the shelves except Ayn Rand) to travel to BUSINESS & FINANCE. Bought 2 books that caught my interest - "Betting on Blackjack" and "What Not To Write". Nearly bought a very delicate looking 3-in1 hourglass (1, 3 & 5 minutes - HA!) and a globe (my absolute FAVORITE thing) but remembered that I swore off buying things (I don't throw things - since nothing goes out, nothing comes in).
Hungry Jack's favorite place is 3000 feet up; Seabloke's, 3000 feet down; mine, Harris bookstore 5 miles from where I live.
I just love my boring life and my very exciting and excitingly loving siblings.
My favorite globes (for your easy reference, D!):
Hungry Jack decided to land at Iceland. The passenger's wife protested, on the grounds that a connecting flight to Moscow would blow their budget (???!!!! Be careful who you marry!).
Hungry Jack proceeded to arrange for an emergency landing at Iceland anyway. He contacted Iceland's air control, and was expecting to be given the usual ultra complicated landing instructions (ultra complicated to me). Instead, he was told that he was totally in their radar and not in anyone's way, and hence he could "just land". When Hungry Jack landed, he was amazed and impressed by what he saw: ambulance, doctors, nurses - everything that the gravely ill passenger needed - waiting to attend to him.
"I'm moving to Iceland", I interrupted.
Hungry Jack reminded me that they are bankrupt.
"It's ok, she can go there to give a boost to their retail industry"
Seabloke knows her economics!
"Except that I don't shop"
Seabloke busted. Ha!
Hungry Jack went on to talk about how during his sniper days he had a reputation for sitting at a corner by himself sharpening his parang before his team went on exercises, while the rest would chat and chill out, and find Hungry Jack's choice of "hobby" totally mind-boggling. Then came the day when the team's progress in a major exercise was hindered by massive coconut trees that had fallen in their path. The one person that sprang to the mind of everyone present was Hungry Jack with his very sharp parang. Theirs were so blunt I bet they couldn't use them to cut apples.
And there were stories about ninjas and samurais. Hungry Jack enlightened Seabloke and me that ninjas DON'T wear black - they wear midnight blue. Extremely lightly armed, they carry with them on each mission just ONE Shuriken to facilitate their get-away - besides their sword of course. Some of them specialize in reconnaissance, and strike only high value targets. First modern snipers.
Seabloke's planning her deep sea dive for the year. She's AWFULLY disappointed that one of her trips that was supposed to come complete with a spectacular volcanic eruption plus feasting sharks is now without the highlight - the volcano has gone to sleep. She'll have to make do with just hungry sharks...
After we parted ways, I spent 2 hours at my favorite haunt - Harris Bookstore. Checked out everything from fictions to self-help to languages to philosophy (it REALLY should be called the "Ayn Rand" section since there's really nothing else on the shelves except Ayn Rand) to travel to BUSINESS & FINANCE. Bought 2 books that caught my interest - "Betting on Blackjack" and "What Not To Write". Nearly bought a very delicate looking 3-in1 hourglass (1, 3 & 5 minutes - HA!) and a globe (my absolute FAVORITE thing) but remembered that I swore off buying things (I don't throw things - since nothing goes out, nothing comes in).
Hungry Jack's favorite place is 3000 feet up; Seabloke's, 3000 feet down; mine, Harris bookstore 5 miles from where I live.
I just love my boring life and my very exciting and excitingly loving siblings.
My favorite globes (for your easy reference, D!):
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Weekly Wrap Up
NG 10min
GC 10min
GC 10min
I have 2 setups for the day - 1 in NG (Long), and 1 in GC (short).I took neither, coz stop loss for each was too expensive for a low 2R profit potential. I'm just not willing to accept that kind of risk on a Friday.
Above all, today's really not my type of market, and I don't see any sense in simply reacting to what came along. There are days that I have an edge in, and I want to save my chips for those days.
D's trading crude oil! And he's really letting profits run (USD 150 per trade is a real progress for him)! His stop is REALLY wide though to accommodate today's choppy, trendless market - something I'm not willing to do anymore. And since it's something I won't do myself, it's only a matter of time that I make him quit too. All I have to do is NAG.
It's been another week filled with regrets and disappointments (what's new???), and I continue to look forward to a better week next week.
My trades for the week (I have no idea why some of the figures under the PnL column are missing):
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Dithering
NG 10min
Considering that I had planned for this for a whole week, I really could cry.But I won't.
That said, I'm definitely upset.
So I'm calling it a day.
All trades from this week:
TREASURE from Trader Gav's!!!My dear friend, Daytrader 233, just said something that D keeps telling me about. I just don't quit. Ha.
Was chatting with D (after I buried my head /face in my palms for a full 5 minutes without responding to both Al and him), and he said that at least I stayed to face the instrument I planned to trade today. So I should feel happy. He joked about how different the 2 of us are. For his style of trading, a market that doesn't move is ideal (D buys stocks and sells covered calls). For me, a market that doesn't move makes me cry. I told him that a market that moves without me on board makes me feel like gorging my eyes out.
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