It's the night before graduation and I'm going through the photos of our self-organized "Senior Week" -- complete with Cohort Olympics, buckets of alcohol, paint ball wars, sky diving, a flooded-out wine tour, golf tournament, and dinner at the Four Seasons). But none of it has really sunk in. Maybe it's because I actually still have one more semester to go (damn you, dual master's degree!). Or maybe because it's been a gradual process of separation -- this second year of business school hasn't been quite a chummy as the first, with people taking on internships and other activities during the school year. But I'd like to think that it's because I know that the Gang of 100 will stay connected, despite geography, distance and time. (Thanks, in part, to Facebook).
So, tomorrow night, we'll don our robes, put on those ridiculous hats, fuss with the even more ridiculous hoods. But we'll smile, maybe we'll cry. Then, of course, we drink. Well, we'll be drinking beforehand too. Like we have been all week ... Ah, I love being able to count on something.
It's nice to know that if business school is all about the connections you make, then we're all in pretty good shape. Congrats to the Gang of 100!
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