It’s a habit of mine to, while packing to move (again!), reminisce about what has happened that leads to where I am now and where I am going to be. Same goes this time as I start packing up for my flight to Fontainebleau (counting down the days!).
I was sitting in a Cuban diner in South Beach, Miami when it hit me: we are now just a few weeks away from start of business school - this life changing experience that has been 29 years in the making. Why 29 years? Well, I think my dad had planned out this path for me before I was born: what are the odds that my father, brother and I share the same path from an undergrad in engineering to an MBA at INSEAD?!
Like every other morning for the past two weeks, I was woken at 6am by the Star Wars-esque grunting of howler monkeys and the first rays of the Costa Rican sun seeping onto my bed. And just like every other morning I brushed the cast of Bugs Life off my pillow and began my morning routine of walking around the room, phone aloft, attempting to locate a spot in the room where the wi-fi found its way through the jungle just long enough for me to reassure my family of my existence.
There is ONE thing the INSEAD admissions team is not very good at. They tend to NOT tell you why you were one of the luckiest few people to be chosen for the programme. And trust me, sometimes it’s the most annoying aspect of being admitted. Do not get me wrong though, it’s also the most fascinating. As you go about getting introduced to your classmates over uncountable social mediums, you will be in awe of every single individual.
I was coming back from lunch with a friend from work. As we needed to get back to the office for a meeting, I grabbed my cell phone from my pocket to check the time. Never had a time check given me a higher feeling of anxiety than this one, as I saw I just had lost a call from an international number. I was aware that admissions decisions from INSEAD would be released the next day, so in my head I began wondering if it could be that Admissions Office was calling me to give the most-awaited acceptance notice.
I consider myself a citizen of the world as there is no one country I particularly call home. These words that introduced my motivation essay for INSEAD are also the words that made my choosing the school a no brainer. I wanted to live the excitement of a diverse student pool: an environment in which like-minded and open to the world people, from various professional backgrounds, would spend an intensive transformational year together.
In just a couple of weeks, my INSEAD journey will officially begin. While the official start date of the program may be August 23rd, the journey definitely started eight months before, on the day I received the news of my admission in November. I still remember that day: from the moment the first R1 admitted posted the good news on gmatclub, I was checking compulsively my phone and emails every ten minutes, including in the middle of the night. And then finally I received the news that I had been waiting for since submitting my application!
In a little over a week, I’m going to take a plane ride that will change my life. It’s a return trip of course, but the return flight doesn’t happen till six months later. Even though I’ve yet to see the INSEAD Fontainebleau campus with my own eyes, I somehow feel like it’s the end of Period 1 already, what with the relationships I've already forged.
Hi everyone! My name is Julian and in the next 10 months I will try to give you the best possible and unfiltered view on "my real life" at INSEAD. To start and to be frankly honest, I am a bit scared. A bit scared about my next step in life and my career. A bit scared about opening up to the world in this blog. A bit scared to "compare" myself with the amazing group of people that make up INSEAD.
Over the last two weeks, I’ve been informing all the colleagues that I work with that I’m leaving to pursue my MBA at INSEAD. And somewhere in the conversation, one of two phrases were uttered: “Hey, I’m INSEAD ‘XXJ/D’ or ‘Hey, do you know YY? She’s from INSEAD too !”. I’m sure the fact that I work in Singapore in an organisation that hires frequently from INSEAD had a bit of a role in that, but what surprised me was that I wasn’t aware that all the folks mentioned had pursued their MBA at INSEAD.