A year long blog describing what its like to take an MBA at a top business school. From application to graduation..
Thursday, November 07, 2002
Surfing for fun
Right, we've had a lecture cancelled today due to the tutor being ill, so its time to do something I have't done in a while and wander the web randomly.
First up, whatever happened to peace love and understanding? America's youth are the new war generation
I first heard of Corporate Storytelling just before I left work, if I was still there I'd be trying to sell it, and playing with enterprise blogs. It's nice when people aren't scared of being obviously acedemic at work.
Pixie dust keeps Moores law intact for a few more years
I'm more worried than usual about Rageboy's state of mind. Although since I've never met him I'm only really worried that I won't have such a convenient source of provocative song lyrics anymore.
If I read Phill Wolff regulary the people and organisations class will be even easier. Must build that MBA resource section, blogs are a fantastic source of ideas and more importantly quality critical discussion. All CEO's should be forced to blog...
Radio 5 had a long report on Zimbabwe this morning. Seems Muagabe's wholesale theft under the banner of land reform has created a famine as farms go untended. The result, he's trying to endure aid only goes to areas that support him, millions face death. One thing about business school, its easy to stop reading the news.
Oh, this weekend the girls on our course have organised a trip to have a 'post modern feminist conversation' in the pub, apparantly they can't do this with men around. Perhaps they should invite Terrifica to make sure they don't fall prey to any evil men while they're at it. No prizes for guessing which nations women came up with the idea...
Wednesday, November 06, 2002
Stepping into the light
This week has been the thoughest yet. All our lecturers on Monday and Tuesday commented on how tired the class looked. I think its fifth week blues, ok, its only fourth week, but we started a week sooner than most students so Oxford's traditional depression came early. Today though, after days of late nights and barely understood lectures I found myself in sight of the end. I have one lot of reading to do for tomorrow's finance class and I'm back on top of the work. Hardly bears thinking about.So, what to do with the weekend? well if I can have a relaxed, productive weekend (just 10-12 hours work) I reckon I'll be set fair for next week... Now though I'm going to answser all those emails I've been ignoring since Saturday...
Update Adam is knackered too, and so is Adrian. I think we're all starting to feel the pace. (Although Adrian's had more practice at this than Adam and I)
Sunday, November 03, 2002
Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in your eyes
The First Presbyterian Church of Elvis the Divine rolled into Cowley last night to bring the gospel message to the sinners of East Oxford through the only medium they truly understand, sweet country acid house music. Headed up by Larry Love, ably supported by the very Reverand D Wayne Love and dressed like something out of a Garth Ennis novel the Alabama 3 (all 8 of them) set about shaking the town to its very roots.Sadly though the Alabama 3 aren't quite the revivalist experience you'd hope for, more a pub band with a good joke who got lucky; and the new stuff isn't a patch on the Exile on Cold Harbour Lane material. (although the Devil went down to Ibiza is a fine name for a song). Still, in Woke up this Morning, Mao Tse Tung said and U Dont Dance 2 Techno they had the material to keep the crowd happy and there was plenty to like. You just get this nagging feeling that on the right night and with a little more effort they could be so much better.
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