MB-Eish: Part 14: 19

**"Eish" is a South African slang term expressing surprise, dismay, anger or frustration.** 

As I mentioned two years ago, I have joined the droves of engineers who have sold out to the dark side: Banking (and more recently, the elite league of the dark side: Asset Management). To make myself more comfortable in my new, murky surrounds I have decided to do an MBA part-time. This is the fourteenth in a series of posts about my MBA experience.


Holy crap! Nineteen days to go. I can't believe this is in the teens already!

Just a few days left before I press II on my day job. 

I've tried to pull the third late night in a row tonight to work on my last project for the analyst trainee program. My fiancé literally dragged me out of bed at my request to rescue me from a nap that was turning into another sleep-overdose; but it's been a highly unproductive evening despite copious amounts of red bull. My body is not keeping up the slack, man! I wish I could rent a fresh one for a few weeks! One that's been sleeping, working out and eating fruit and veggies. I might need to feed mine caffeine intravenously towards the end of the next few weeks. Seems a bit like I am reaping diminishing returns for my efforts. The course is set for the destination but the fuel light is on. (I did warn you ten days ago that there would be grumpiness and melancholy in these last MB-Eish posts.)

But I will press on! I'm betting on myself to get a good job done at work and finish my thesis in about 12 days. Betting the house on the next 19 days.