Driving back from Madison yesterday I realized that there are 343 days until GRADUATION!!! Yaaaaaa. I can’t tell you how sick I am of being a student, of living in New York, and being in debt past my eyeballs. I’m am soooo looking forward to working again. Now, if I only knew where to apply and what I want to do. . .

It's ironic. When I started my MBA last fall, I remember thinking to myself, "I will not come out of this the same person I was when I started." I feel like the past year has opened my eyes to a lot of stuff including the realization that I do not want to be like these people. Rather than coming out different, it's like I'm becoming more and more the person I was when I started. Like "hunkering down" and being unwilling to give up the cultural differences between a Midwesterner through and through and morphing into an East Coaster.

You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl.