Two days in the life...
... of an MBA student. I've rounded out my first week back in my second term, and should there be anyone reading, I thought I'd share what my last few days were like.
Thursday was my busy day, classes in the morning and afternoon. That means getting up around 7:30am and heading out around quarter past eight. I have to say, I've really enjoyed having a bicycle out here, a big time saver, and I found I quite like riding it too. With any luck, I'll be within cyclable distance when I go back to work. That either means living fairly close, or building up enough stamina to maybe ride for 45 minutes or an hour each way daily. Both sound like good options to me.
I've taken to doing reading during the coffee breaks (30 minutes!). Every little bit counts. Really, that's about as long as I take for lunch, but it's also because I roll the rest of the time into reading. I like sleep too much to work really late. Economics proves to be a good class again this term, so I can safely say I needn't tweak my schedule.
After lecture, there's a careers workshop, on communication, body language, and interviewing. It makes me wish I took drama in high school, just a little bit. I really will try and introduce a few things I'd like to work on on a daily basis. That's a good two hour session. One more OBN meeting, and I head out at 8:30pm
I engage my workaround for missing dinner at the biz school and my college's absurdly short dinner hour, and throw some frozen fish in the oven for dinner. After a bit of TV, I sit down to do some reading, then a personality test for a class next week. I hit the hay at 11:30pm. This is a fairly normal day.
Friday is a bit of an exception. Nominally, the days are free, but this one certainly wasn't. I sit in for a three hour test, not school related, but something I'll treat as practice for the future: multiple choice, general math, language, logic, and financial and business questions. I didn't really notice before, but I think I really have learned a fair bit about business these last couple of months.
A quick lunch, then on to a interview case preparation session organized by the careers team, for three and a bit hours. It's a big crowd with the lecture hall full, suggesting maybe 80 or 90 people attend. The presenter is really on, meaning it's over before you know it. A number of us have a further two hour session, at the end of which I'm definitely starting to tune out.
Since I'm part of the student group hosting the speaker, we head out to one of the colleges for formal dinner; it's a nice old college. The food's alright, but again, I'm reminded about the joys about going to school here, and also that it would be nice to do it more often, or to dawdle in the degree, but that's not really in the cards.
I do go along and grab a pint or two after dinner, but skip out on a fellow student's birthday party. I like sleep too much after all, and make it home by midnight. This was definitely a more busy day, but is not as rare as you might think. It's a busy life.