In the long run. . .

18 months. That's it. Over. We are done. "se fini". MBA is officially finished today. At least until we see each other together with our families in the graduation ceremony with the most trendy outfit ever.

Last exam, last class, and of course, last futbol game as MBA student today. Quite sad overall, very sad to tell you the truth. So I guess we have to say goodbye to this view. I love the stairs in front of A building, especially when its sunny.

Fom another point of view, I think I am unable to read 20pg Harvard cases anymore, not a single one! Of course, very different from the feeling I had when we started, during the first classes (as this one below of "Analysis of business problems" in the first term of first year), when I was wondering how everything was going to be. Now I can say it has been probably the best period of my life (as far as I remember). For many reasons, good ones and bad ones.

Too many words to write if I want to summarize these 18th months, too many pictures to show, too many friends to fit in a single post. That is why I think the best is just to post a picture of Section A while rememering the people from the other sections as well, and let the proper english writers to occupy this space.

With the permission of Sir. Prof. Tim Sutton, who recited to us this passage at the end of the class:

“Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.” …

W. Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act IV, Scene 1.

Thank you guys. Its been great to know all of you! We stay in touch, for sure!