No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers’ dirty looks
Saturday, June 9th, 2007I began this blog the night before my first class of my final quarter of my MBA program. Today I had the final class of my final quarter of my MBA program. My last take-home exam is done, ready to be handed in on Monday. Graduation is Friday.
After 3 years; 20 classes; 40+ tests, midterms, and finals; dozens of cases, conference calls, and presentations; late-night bar visits the number of which I am unable to count; and 1 somewhat bizarre trip to Australia, I am a free woman.
Actually I am a woman with a whole lotta student loans about to come due, but I’m free in spirit.
Today I got a pedicure, I went shopping, I ate dinner and read a newspaper (not a case, not a binder section, not an article, but a newspaper!!), I went shopping, I schmoozed around a bookstore for an hour, and I went shopping. That, my friends, is what free people do.
All I can say is: Bring on Africa… before the real world of jobs, responsibility, and debt take me back in the fall.