Because the post below makes me feel jealous im going to write about dirtying the float
So, when the RBA (reserve bank of Australia) feels that a large short term change in the exchange rate (possibly due to excessive speculation) will be harmful to the domestic economy, it may decide to intervene in the forex market, as a buyer or seller to stabilise the AUD.
Get it? Good. Me neither.
In order to curb a rapidly depreciating AUD, the RBA will BUY AUD thereby putting an upward pressure on the exchange rate. On the other hand, to curb a rapid appreciation of the AUD, the RBA would SELL AUD. In addition to stabilising the exchange rate, these interventions also generate profits for the RBA and contribute the payment of dividends to the shareholding government.
Yeah bro.
However, the RBA's ability to intervene is inhibited by the size of its foreign currency holdings, i.e. those reserves of something or the other (like gold) that can be used to fund such purchases
Yeah, anyways
Mr. Choi put in a valid point in the CBOX right there (where youse should all be writing shiz)
So the question is, where do we draw the line between 'love' and infatuation, or maybe love stems from some form of infatutation. Especially at our age, how do we know if we're in 'love', according to the movies and other pop cultural influences, love comes in the form of a fluttering heart, or sneaking out late tapping on windows (LOL intertextual reference much?), or just gazing wistfully at people amongst other similar ridiculous? Notions.
Hmmm, so what is this thing called 'love'? does it even exist and I knowwww you love your parents and your animals and everything but you know what I mean.
Oh well, haha too D and Emmy type material, lets move on
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In my opinion its pretty smart stuff they've got going, businessmanshipat in all its rawness LOL
Annnnyyyywayssss, um umu umu okay, how bout this, everybody determine what they wanna be when they grow up and tell us. Stick to it. Though I cant anymore, I wanted to be a vet, but now I wanna be in the army, lookkkks like SOOOO much fun. Theres like hectic hostels places you have to stay on campus and like theyre co-ed (which I found a bit….new), and you get leave on the weekend, and if you like sport, that's pretty much all they do apart from marching and rock climbing, its like CAMP! Except for a couple of years. Fun looking nonetheless.
I hate ext eng because I cant do grade sport. :) NB: There are Tradies EVERYYYYWHERE!
NoongaStyle.
Esh.
