Time until school starts– 15 hrs, 17 min. Can’t believe it’s finally here.

Busy Busy Bee

Well the move was successful, and I’m (mostly) settled in my new place. Can I just take a moment and say how exciting it is NOT to have a roommate???? I have had the year of roommates from hell, and I am SO EXCITED to finally live on my own.

I’m still getting to know my new neighborhood, and have been trying to explore a little. It’s been a little difficult since there is so much to still get done before school starts next week. (School. Starting. Next week. WOW. Pinch me now…. no seriously….).

The apartment is slowly starting to feel like home. I’m not one of those people who can just pick up and go wherever they like with a bag or two. I am a collector. I like STUFF. And I have a lot of it. Granted, I pared down quite a bit when I moved from JP. But I still have lots of THINGS, and these things need to be put away. They need to go in their proper places. Or else I just have a very very messy room. And I can’t function in mess.

So as I’m slowly getting my STUFF into place, putting up pictures, arranging my knick-knacks, I’m slowly starting to settle in. There is also that learning curve everyone has when moving into a new space– you know, the period of time in which you have to learn the habits of your new apartment. Like, the kitchen tap takes a loooong time to get hot water, and the room is so dark at night that you’d better make sure you set your alarm in the morning or you will NOT wake up, and the trash people come on Mondays not Fridays, and the bathroom light is on the OUTSIDE not inside the room like the way the rest of the world’s bathrooms are designed, and oh you’d better forget about parking your out-of-state car in the neighborhood ’cause you WILL get ticketed– twice– on the same day. Sigh.

Yes, there are still pictures to put up. There are still minor housekeeping issues that need to be addressed by the landlord. There are still tickets to pay, and packets of accounting material to read and review. But they will all be dealt with, and I have to say– I’m looking forward to a great two years in Boston.

PS: Did you know that I am a Tropical Storm?

I’m Back!

…. and busier than ever!

I need to update properly, but to kick things back into gear here’s a little taste of what I’ve been up to for the last month:

Menemsha Beach

Baltimore

September 11 Pentagon Memorial

Savannah Graveyard

Dinner at Barbara Jean's on St. Simon's Island

St. Augustine Beach

Mehndi Night

Pakistani wedding dress

It’s been a whirlwind of activity, that’s for sure. I’ll be back in Boston later this week, and this weekend is the big move to my very own apartment downtown. Super excited!!!!! Of course, this now also means that I have two weeks left until Pre-Term starts, and I still need to fill out my Career Leader Assessment test, read through the Excel Workshop, and read over the Accounting materials. . . ugh. Well, I suppose the real world had to intrude into my nice fantasy vacation life sometime.

Countdown

Number of work days left: 11

Number of days left until vacation: 12

Number of days until I move: 42

Number of days until school starts: 59

…In Which I Ponder… A Lot

I need more sleep. The last two mornings have been brutal. Countdown til this weekend: T – 2.5 days.

The bachelorette/bridal shower weekend went really well. Friday morning I had a leisurely breakfast at my favorite diner joint with A (is it weird that we still do couply things together even though we’re no longer a couple? Is it weird that I’m going on a completely platonic getaway with him to CANADA in one week?) and then hopped in the car and drove down to Queens. The girls all met up in NYC Friday evening and we had a great night filled with hilarity, toilet paper veils, multiple ‘hey sexy’s’ whispered to passing inappropriate strangers, old men trying to follow us home, and failed ‘go go power rangers’ moments at stop lights. It was good.

Saturday we woke up much too early and drove down to NJ. The bridal shower was beautiful and there was much unwrapping of presents. Saturday evening things calmed down quite a bit, and after a yummy dinner of homemade saag and parathas, Huma, Ali and I headed out to the movies and then crashed hard. Sunday was spent dealing with bridal shower aftermath, and after an early dinner with Huma I headed back home to Boston. Not bad, all in all. I laughed so much my stomach hurt, took many many pictures, played with the cutest babies imaginable, and am still sleep deprived.

Sunday night I got a call from an old college friend (side note– does he still count as a ‘college friend’ if we only spent one year actually in college together? Discuss). I hadn’t talked to him in a very long time, and we caught up in a massive 2 hr long conversation that was SO needed. We ended up talking about GMATs and business school, since he is applying this fall for next year. I can’t believe that I was going through this same process a year ago. It seems like it was so long ago, and I have forgotten so much from that time period of my life– I think I’ve blocked it out because it was so traumatic. Talk about being sleep deprived and stressed to the max. Talk about signing myself up for two years of this madness. I think I convinced him to go for round 1 applications instead of round 2. Everyone says there is no difference, but it’s simple math people!!! There are just more spots open in round 1 than there are in round 2. Plus you can find out earlier whether or not you got in to a program. Don’t drag out the torture any longer than you need to.

We also talked a lot about relationships, since we are both dealing with how to pick up after the end of a relationship. His lasted 5 years and was ended in a fairly harsh manner, whereas mine only lasted a year and a half, and was not so much a ‘break up’ but a ‘redefinition’, and was initiated by me. It was nice to talk about my feelings to someone who is in sort of the same position. It seems like all around me, everyone I know is pairing up, getting married, getting engaged. In the past year I have had three of my good friends get married; one is getting married next month, one is engaged, two more have babies on the way, and I haven’t even started to include the friends in long-term relationships. I’m kind of feeling like the odd (wo)man out these days.

Anyway, R said something that really made me think. He said, “maybe the reason your relationship didn’t last is because you were too rational. You made the decision to develop feelings for A, and that’s why it was so easy for you to ultimately make the decision to stop having those feelings.” I don’t necessary agree entirely with this statement, or with the rest of what we talked about, but it definitely struck a chord with me. I never fell into a crazy head over heels type thing with A. Our entire relationship was very rational and considered. Granted, I think I am a very rational person, but perhaps you need to jettison some of that careful, measured consideration if you are going to have something special with another person. Maybe it’s not always good to approach a relationship with the same kind of thought processes and actions that are useful or practical for work or business school. Hmmmm. It’s good to come at an issue from a different point of view, it reminds me that I only know so much and I still have a lot to learn about myself and life in general.

Hand It Over

My second deposit for my BU MBA is due next week. I have been getting nice little reminder emails from the admissions people asking if I have had any issues sending in my money, since they haven’t received anything yet…. I still have seven days people!!! Let me hang on to my $500 a little bit longer, please. I’m going to be giving you enough $$ soon enough anyways. OK thanks. BIG SIGH. (Can you tell I’m not looking forward to my impending lack of money in the bank?)

I had a minor panic attack yesterday. I had to pull some paperwork from my financial aid folder to complete my Grad PLUS loan info, and realized that the sheet of paper I had to send in to secure my Stafford loan was due by April 23rd and here it was June 9th and I hadn’t sent it in!!!!!!! OH MY GOODNESS LET ME JUST HAVE A HEART ATTACK NOW AND GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY. I raced to work and called the grad program office as soon as humanly possible, heart racing and palms sweating. Someone up there is looking after me because everything was fine and they let me fax over the necessary information with no penalties or problems. This is SO unlike me. Usually I’m really on top of that kind of thing. Hopefully this isn’t an indication of what the next two years are going to be like. Brain, don’t fail me now!

Food for Thought

Interesting post on the thought-process behind a Wharton MBA acceptance (or lack of it)…

Makes me wonder what Tuck would have said to me had I taken them up on their offer for a sit-down chat.

Official Now

Well my b-school admission journey is officially done now… it’s going to be BU. For some reason I did not have any luck with the other schools on my list, but I really believe that what happens happens for a reason. I think that, for whatever reason, I was meant to go to BU so let’s see how things work out. I am slightly disappointed that I didn’t get more chances to present my case to the admissions gods, but I know I did the best I could. Perhaps it wasn’t the best year for me to apply, but I know that I deserve to be in business school and I am definitely very excited to be going to school in September. I am also really thrilled that this is going to be a great program that will hopefully help me get to where I want to go. No more technology transfer!

In other news, Henry is engaged and getting married in September. This is my summer of weddings– Huma in July, Chris on Labor Day weekend, and now Henry. I hope I’ll be able to keep up! It was a little odd talking to Henry on the phone tonight, because I had a few very vivid flashes of how much I used to like him back in the day, and then I realized how happy I am that nothing ever happened between us. He is a far better friend than he would have been a boyfriend, if we’d ever gotten to that point. He mentioned I’d be getting an invite and he hoped I would be able to attend. I’m definitely eager to go, but it all depends on timing. I’ll be in the first few weeks of school so I’ll have to see what my schedule is like. I am very happy for him.

Uh Oh

Told my boss this morning that I was planning on leaving in July… don’t think he was very happy, since the rest of our staff meeting was punctuated by yelling and red faces. Oops.

Friday Blues

I definitely didn’t have a very good day yesterday. For some reason I am experiencing extreme PMS which is not normal for me. My mood swings were all over the place and I had to switch out my contacts to glasses because my eyes kept watering up for no reason. I proceeded to eat two very chocolatey cookies for dinner and chased it with a chai latte. Nutritious and delicious!

After work I bummed around Copley for a while and then went over to the movie theater to meet up with Rima. We watched He’s Just Not That Into You which was surprisingly better than I thought it would be. I couldn’t stop all these random thoughts from running around inside my head though. I am feeling very conflicted right now and I just want to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head, and not come out until summer arrives. Doable?

PS- only one school left in the running now.