Victory is MINE.
I’ve kept relatively mum these past few months about the fact that I have been deep in the blood curdling trenches of MBA applications ever since last summer. It’s kind of like when I can’t find something valuable – I keep extra extra quiet and hold all the anxiety inside until Linda can tell I’m about to burst and then finds whatever it is I’m missing. Except this time, all Linda could do was take me to periodic massages at Oasis and send me occasional installments of beer money.
But the rumors true… I took on the beast. And today, I conquered that beast. Ding dong the wait is dead. I’m going to be a boss.
This evening I will walk out of my office into the brisk March air and pop on my gigantic noise-canceling headphones. As I strut to the bus stop at 16th and K on my way to an epic hump day happy hour celebration, here is what will be blasting in my eardrums:
Nikka Costa- Everybody Got Their Something
Gloria Gaynor- Do it Yourself
Annie Lennox- Little Bird