I don't. Do you? That is the name of my last class ever in my educational career. Let me tell you, it is the bane of my existence. I'm in week 3 of 5 and my stress level is through the roof! And it's all over Strategic Management. I'm finding that a lot of my graduate courses are recycled terms and such things from when I was in my Bachelors. My problem...I didn't retain anything. As I've been in an accelerated program (1 or 2 classes every 5 weeks) in order to prevent myself from information overload I've had to compartmentalize all of this information. In doing so, I promptly forget it all once the class is over. Elasticity of Demand? WTF is that? I've had 2 classes about it and I still can't tell you. For this class we're dealing with SWOT. If I ever have to do another SWOT analysis it will be too soon. J says that this last class is like mile 22 in a marathon. I just have to push through to the end and then I'll be done. That seems so simple. I suspect that the next couple of weeks will be filled with more stress and lots of tears.
I've put all of my friends on notice, we're going out for happy hour and we're going to get sloppy drunk. That's right, I said it! We're going to Nacho Mama's and we're going to drink this:
They're famous for the margaritas in a hubcap. Yes, that is actually a hubcap filled with alcoholic goodness. I deserve it after 2 years of going to school full time and working 2 full time jobs. #iwon'tbeabletowalk
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