MB-Eish: Part 15:17

**"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 fifteenth in a series of posts about my MBA experience.

17 days to go. 

And thank goodness because I don't think my body can handle much more. This week I have been working late every night for a work deadline. For the last two days I have resorted to drinking red bull for breakfast just to appear normal at the morning meeting. Hopefully that worked. Of course the more you drink the more you need... I want nothing but junk food all day. And if it weren't for my fiancé feeding me the occasional pasta, my dinners would consist of Pringles and more red bull. Coupled with an average of four hours sleep a night, I am sure this is the equivalent of feeding pool cleaner to a pot plant. But it is too late to kick the crutch now.

I have admitted defeat and pushed my work deadline out to after thesis. So I have a whole weekend to work on my research, and in a day or two my two week push to finish begins. No doubt there will be about a crate of red bull, crisps and candy at the ready. One day when I grow up I will learn to eat well as well as work well under pressure. Until then, pass me a jelly bean...