Every year, in the spirit of building those (covalent) bonds, Kellogg and the GSB meet in a contest of epic proportions. Okay, so there were about 150 of us to their 40, but still. There were various sporting events as well as the necessary drinking games. I had no idea what to expect and was starting to think of the Olympics as a joke. But I’m here to tell you folks, they really showed out and they took it very seriously. At least some of them did. Most people were content to suck up beer and run around gloriously unencumbered by the fact that finals are quickly approaching and many of us are unemployed.
No matter. Things are a little tumultuous around here. People are starting to panic and all kinds of personalities are jumping out. People who seemed completely rational but seven months ago, have totally lost it. The timid are going off in humongous rants and you never know when they will strike. I’m not sure if it is the weather, 75 one day and 50 the next, or the water. Perhaps we have reached the “terminal point of worry” where you just can’t do it anymore and you sink into either apathy or disdain.
I will attest to the fact that it has been a rough road and it is hard to fathom that we are nearly halfway done. We don’t necessarily feel edumacated. Perhaps it comes when you leave Hyde Park and are faced with the stark reality of everyday life. Can you imagine a world where no one cares what your GMAT score is, or has no idea which investment banks are rated highest and could care less? I know, it’s hard to believe, but it does exist. At least I hope so…
Lately, I am up until 3 or 4 in the morning reading my emails that arrive at the rate of 40 messages per hour. I relish taking a nap during the day, and I generally do not know where I am or where I should be going. I wonder if they have pills for this. Maybe a cream?
Anyway, I am officially addicted to online shopping. Now I don’t want to name names, but the initials are ebay. It started out so innocently. It was an earnest attempt by a time starved student to find some work clothes for my summer internship. Well, needless to say, I have been extremely successful and now I’ve got luggage, a coat, some shoes… it’s madness! It is so much easier and cheaper, and I’m not giving it up!
I was again caught unaware that Mother’s Day was approaching swiftly. Luckily I was prepared and could simply put a package in the mail, but I do find it unnerving that things I used to track and plan for with diligence, no longer come easy. It seems odd to have changed perspective so completely.
Time in business school is tracked in 3-6 hour increments. I was invited to a barbeque, before the temperature dropped back down to 40, and I had a decision making process that came off as an algorithm and I wonder if I’ve completely lost it. Barbeque. Want to go? If yes, is it close to your house? If no, how long will it take to get there? 45 minutes there and 45 minutes back. WHOA! Nope, can’t do it. You are over the 3 hour event limit. Please try again.
I’ve decided to stop cooking, since frankly, I see no point. I’ve been subsisting on fruit, cereal, and free meals from different events. I’ve finally learned to embrace my “Inner slob”. I live alone. Why worry myself trying to clean dishes and do laundry? I briefly considered buying “disposable clothes” from a dollar store and never doing laundry again, but that plan didn’t work with my newfound ebay obsession. We’re brainstorming…