Though I can't officially call myself a second year yet, I'm no longer a first year either. As I turned in my last final exam and hurried down to CTB for a delicious bagel, I could not help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I now know what WACC is, that all the important stuff in a financial statement is buried in the notes, and that higher leverage can make for a better return or a quicker demise.
Springtime finally found Ithaca on the map, and I hope that with it, I'll find a week or two of rest and reflection. One thing that I don't need to think twice about is my affection for the Johnson School. It's not something I say lightly--I love this place and here are a few things I love most, in no particular order:
- Walking over a gorge to get to class
- The Park program
- The blueberry beer at Chappy's
- The responsibility of managing a venture capital fund
- College Town Bagels (mentioned twice in one blog!)
- Ladies' brunches
- Misplaced, yet hilarious CBJ articles
- A handful of close friends (I won't name names--you know who you are)
To avoid a totally sappy, sentimental blog, I will say that there are a few things I didn't like as well. I could've done with one less Excel model and one less mention of social networking. I also wish business schools would take the social sciences more seriously and approach them with more academic rigor. There is an inevitable tension between professional education and academic learning, and I don't believe any business program has adequately addressed it. Certainly, as an undergrad studying religion and philosophy, I was encouraged to think on a level that business school does not demand. And yet, I feel like I know so many new things. Suddenly the Wall Street Journal makes sense.
To all the second years who took the time to get to know me, mentor me, and challenge me with new ideas, best of luck! May our generation of business leaders change things.
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