Darden first years are squarely in the middle of exams and the job hunt. As a result, my faithful bi-weekly blog entry rhythm went out the window two weeks ago. It's not that I didn't have any spare time, it's just that I had WAY less of it.
So, here's the update: we've begun submitting our resumes and cover letters to the companies we'd like to intern with. The networking is over, but the interview preparation process is just around the corner. That means hours of industry research, hours of structuring responses to likely questions, hours practicing in front of the mirror, and hours of mock interviews.
This is where we lean on our incredible second years, like my SY Coach Devin. Devin is an absolute rockstar. In the midst of her own constantly changing, busy life, Devin found time to leave massive amounts of ink on my resume and cover letter, helped connect me with folks who can help with my internship search, and offered honest criticism of my two minute pitch. Most importantly, my coach is a master of motivation. She's positive, encouraging, understanding. Her confidence in me gives me confidence in me.
Devin doing an all important task: Darden tailgate setup.
Devin's not alone. SYs are always willing to sit down during First Coffee to talk about their internship experience. They share their insight on how they made it through interview season. It is this kind of selflessness that separates Darden: we are truly here to help one another succeed, and I treasure that spirit.
Lastly, I'm in the middle of exams. Like right now. My left side brain is yelling, "the finance exam won't take itself!" My right side brain, though, needs a moment to write something fun (although I'm enjoying finance way more than I thought I would).
This is by far the most daunting exam period we've had- five tests in six days. And, they're not fluff exams either: strategy, operations, accounting, finance, econ. Fortunately, I feel prepared for most of them, thanks to an awesome group of professors and the patience of my learning team.
LT 54, Hillary you should have eaten pizza with us that night!
OK, time's up. Right brain wins. It's back to my foxhole (aka my desk) and my new rhythm- the exam rhythm- one driven by the cadence of laptop keys and page flipping.