The B-School Thing

One of the lousiest student body that thrives rather well in my university belongs to the business school, or as it is popularly known, the B-School. In reality, those dudes in that school are rather dumb -- I shouldn't be saying this, but, well. The irony: they get paid tons of money once they leave school.

Why?

It appears that a certain degree of inanity is required to get things done. I suppose, a shade of blind confidence is a prerequisite for success in life. Well, I let you guys figure that out...

 From Left: Me, Anne Lally and Rebecca Hanlon
To the Hall of People To the SIPA Gala

This picture was taken at a b-school party -- we crashed! That's me with Anne Lally, my stats partner. An American, she's much involved in int'l labour issues. Next to her is Rebecca; if I am not mistaken she is doing some finance and human rights related stuff.
Money, money... I need a hefty tip mate; follow me.