Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Business School process and GMAT scores

I had never really considered business school seriously because of my college grades and progression in my professional career.  The thinking has always been, if I'm already in a role that requires a MBA, what use would a MBA be?  As I progress more in my current role, I'm starting to realize that there are certain gaps in my education that the "school of hard knocks" have not provided.  In addition, I still lack the confidence to go out on my own while my colleagues and friends have all begun to start their own ventures.

That being said, I have only recently started looking at schools more recently and realized with my GMAT score, grades, and job experience, there are a lot more schools that are likely to accept me than I would have thought.  One amazing resource is the website Poets and Quants.  This website gives you a lot more detail for each school that US News and World Report just does not provide.  In fact, with the way the economy has gone, less and less individuals have been applying to business school than before, greatly increasing one's odds of getting into a good school that you may not have otherwise.

In addition, as you view the top 100 business schools in the United States, one starts to realize that it's really not that difficult to get into some of these top programs.

Thinking about all this application process do remind me of this poem:

The Charge Of The Light Brigade

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava, October 25, 1854
Written 1854

Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred:
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd & thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter'd & sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse & hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

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