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 eleventh in a series of posts about my MBA experience.
Twenty-two days to go and I think the panic has finally set in.
I've been waiting for this: Panic or inspiration. I can't get much done without at least one of the above. And the second usually follows from the first.
I have finished 10% of what I needed to do this weekend. Not for lack of trying, but probably because it was un-achievable in the first place. As usual I have underestimated what needs to be done and I foresee that I will have no sleep for the next three weeks.
And to make matters worse I am not "in the zone". It's December, the sun is out and I am freaking tired. I feel like school's out and people are asking me to work during my Summer vacation.
I know I will get this done, but exactly how is not clear this very minute.
Dear, Panic.
Why the hell didn't you get here sooner? You know I can't work when you're not around! This is all your fault.
Yours petulantly,
Frazzled Femgineer
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