7/12ths finished with this grand experiment, yet the intrigue and wonder of what’s next never seems to fade.
It was an interesting quarter, to say the least. It certainly came with its fair share of dynamics, drama, and despair over the recruiting-based guerrilla warfare that permeates the first-year psyche this time of year. As a seasoned veteran, I think my nerves were less focused on getting a job and more centered around getting the right one. Aside from that, though…well, I guess it wasn’t a terribly eventful seven-week experiment, really.
Well, let me rephrase that. Some sort of psyche broke through during this time period, and I attribute it just as much to my classmates as I do to myself: people started becoming more subdued about things, less dramatic and hyperactive, more cognizant of the fact that half of them will be departing for (moderately) greener pastures in just over two months…it’s a bit surreal that the people with whom I’ve shared so much life the past 16 months…well, they’ll be far too busy, and far too far away geographically, to share a Sunday morning brunch with me at Angelo’s, or to sample the finest cheap beer on tap at the Jug on Wednesdays, or to randomly drive to Circuit City to find a camera bag during finals week (thanks, Priya. 🙂 ) But moreover, I think we’re also discovering that May 2nd is not Armageddon in any religion of which we know, and the twilight of our time as MBA students shant be spent saying “good-bye”, rather “hello, I’m the life I’ll live for the next 40 years. Do you want to be a part of it?”
It’s comforting to know we can look beyond the prism of an 18-month experiment and see that life, just as it has been going on while we sat huddled in a little corner of Ann Arbor, will certainly progress the way it did before we became masters of…business? Naw. Perhaps we faced our own insecurities, the few of us who chose to acknowledge we had them, and learned a few things along the way. Hmm. i get the sense that next year’s going to be somewhat anti-climactic: I’m already waxing nostalgic.
Anyway, on Saturday two-thirds of the Rainierisms entourage will board a plane to Colombia for spring break. Pictures will might be posted at some point, but we may be too busy napping on the beach to take any.