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Let me preface this by saying, I know I'm intelligent. I know I have developed decent study habits, and I know I have the capacity to truly excel in not just grad school, but Business School, and even Business School at a Nationally Ranked University.
However (you knew this was coming) - the path my life has taken is so atypical, I've been feeling overwhelmed. Drastically, mind-numbingly, tongue-frozenly overwhelmed. See, I was a teenage welfare mom. I
But more than that, I don't read the Wall Street Journal and Fortune magazine for pleasure. While I'm aware of Sarbannes-Oxley, discussions about its implications for the majority of the Fortune 5 don't get me wet. I'm not apathetic to the whole MBA grind, but frankly - I kinda don't fit.
So, my struggle at this point isn't necessarily with the level of performance I have to achieve. I know I can kick a$$ & take names. My problem is rousing enough genuine interest in my classes to want to dedicate the effort necessary to excel. Ok, in plain words -I gotta figure out how to give a flying f&*% about them - to get the A's I need. Undergrad was easy - shyt, I wanted that degree more than I wanted money, power, food, sleep or even dyck. Frankly, right now that MBA means little more than some additional empowerment, and an eventual pay raise.
I gotta get my "A" game together. Right now, I'm in a class whose grading make-up includes 35% class participation - based solely on class discussions related to current events in the business spectrum. Goodbye bloglines, I'll be reading WSJ, The Economist, and Business 2.0 (wait, I actually like Business 2.0). Hm...maybe business blogs instead?
Yeah, I'll be periodically blogstipated for a sec, followed by blog-a-rrhea. See, now we both have something to look forward to!
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