I posed a challenge to myself at the start of this program: Change yourself, or get drunk trying. Suffice to say, I got to change myself and get drunk on the way.
The last few months have been, indeed, life changing to say the least. 6 countries, 18 months, and 325 pints later, I would like to think that we’re all beter professional, able to meet all work responsibilities eye to eye, and better persons, capable of having a proper work-life balance. Or at least, have the capacity to understand that we might be overworking. Or playing too much.
London, Dubai, Delhi, Shanghai (oh yeah!), St Petersburg, and Durham. A thousand stories each, and with diplomas in hand, it’s all officially over.
Mind you, I’m writing this at 5 in the morning and I’m abso-feking-lutely smashed.
In any event, the big question now is, now that my cohort and I have earned our MBA degrees from one of the top schools in the world, what next?
I can’t really elaborate too much on this at the moment, as I might digress and turn on Punisher Mode, but at the very least, Dean Blair was able to leave a few good words for us.
Take care of each other. Be courageous. And be weird.
Will have to write something more coherent later.
Congratulations, everyone, and to all a good night. Morning.