Finals, 80s Party, and Topaz
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I just finished my last final in the MBA program. Feels kind of weird I am finally done, kind of surreal. I have to say thought at least finals week was not as bad as usual. Most professors here are pretty cool and realized most second years are checked out so they took it easy on us, well, some did. It was nice though because it gave us the chance to concentrate on the real reason we all came back to get our MBAs: Networking. We have had some fun get-togethers lately to enjoy our last couple of days here in Utah. Last night we had a huge 80s party, and this weekend we got together for volleyball and games and video game parties. I guess as things run down you really start to realize what good friends you make in the program and how you want to use every last moment you can to hang out with them. That is one of the big reasons you should come back and get a traditional MBA, so you can enjoy these kinds of relationships. One of the last things I wanted to do while I was here in Utah was visit Topaz, the relocation camp my grandparents where in during WW2. For those of you who do not know all the Japanese immigrants in the United Sates during WW2 were sent to relocation camps and my family was sent to the camp here in Utah. It was out in the middle of no were, but it was good to go and visit it, pay tribute to my family in a way. It is crazy to think I am done. I guess all that is left is to go and put on my gown and make sure I get in line to take that picture in front of the famous BYU sign. The Tanner addition is starting to look really good. I need to find a reason to come back next year to check it out, as well as that nice new 3 story garage they have built next door. It is good to see the program growing. We are also doing all these cool new internet things as well, like podcasts for the site, as well as student profiles like Harvard does. I actually got picked to do one, the only problem is that I had to do a photo shoot, and that stunk. They had to put make up on me and everything, and I had to change my outfit a few times. I guess that is the life of a model huh, nasty.
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