Application for Internship

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From: Cheng Xu [mailto:evinc@star ... net]
Sent: Wednesday, May 11, 2005 1:56 AM
To: internship@greekshares.com
Subject: Internship for www.GreekShares.com

To whom it may concern,

I am 20 years old, no degree yet, no corporate experience. Yet I have something special to offer you, and especially the company that hires me.

I am a college student looking for an internship at one lucky firm. I know you are laughing and about to dismiss this as some joke, before you cast this into the trash heap. Well here's the punch line, I have the investment expertise that can match the Legends of Wall Street, the Ganns and Livermores, and have produced my own unique and risk-proof trading strategy.

Ha. Ha...

I know, if I were you, i would think this is spam too. But I urge you, read on, hear my story, if not only for a brief coffee break, it may prove ... profitable.

On my 12th birthday, my parents gave me a rather... unorthodox present. A stock market trading account and four thousand dollars, which at the time meant nothing to me, except "boring." It was 4000 dollars I could not use; I could not buy my favorite toys with, 4000 dollars of nothing.

They invested the money for me, some in AAA, some in BBB, a handful of the Blue Chips. And then I continued on with my N64, oblivious to the fact that my life has just changed.

No more than a few months later, by casual glance I noticed a change in my account. It grew. A lot. Before I could say "Duck sauce" it doubled. Ah such were the days of the late 90s as I reminisce now. Put up a few bucks in the ole techies and even a 12 year old can make money.

And this exuberance as Alan would like to call it is what drove me. Drove me crazy.

It started with a tinker here, a trade there. Online trading replaced my old friend Nintendo. It grew more. It grew faster. CNBC and Bloomberg news took the place of my Saturday morning regulars.

Power Rangers was now Power Lunch and Squawk Box. Stan Weinstein and Jesse Livermore became my heroes. I read books, and searched all over the web. I was obsessed. I took in everything. Like a sponge. I was young, ignorant, willing, and learning. Learning the right, the wrong, and the ugly.

But now that i think about it, i was just repeating what the talking head on TV said, which is nothing. Gibberjabber. Useless.

But it didn't matter, because it grew more. And even faster. So i had to be doing something right. Right? My piano teacher told me about a stock. Exodus Communications. I bought it. And it grew. Simple. That's when i knew what i was going to be when i grew up. Rich. If I double every 4 months, by the time I am 23 I should be able to buy the Houston Rockets. Sweet.

My plan was right on schedule by 2000. My 4000 dollars turned into 20,000. The market was at an all time high, going strong. And I was about to go all in ... For the kill.

And then, school was in session. And I started to learn ... Truly, this time.

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