I am so incredibly proud of my team for the Bank of America LIHC. They’ve worked harder than I’ve ever seen anyone work, and they’ve accomplished incredible things. No matter the outcome tonight, I will always remember how dedicated they were.
I’m actually kind of sad that this competition has to end, I really enjoy these people.
Inside the BofA building.
That colored tall building is the one we’re in.
We found who wins in about 3 hours.
It’ll be champagne or a lonely beer tonight.
Home for the next few days.
The Union Square Hotel in SF
Hanging in SF before the Bank of America LHIC Reception tomorrow.
Sometimes you’re the hands, sometimes you’re the cat.
(via tessaviolet)
Words can not describe the feeling of having this printed and bound.
Thursday we find out if we won or not.
Free watermelon is always a good way to start your day.
Thanks SLO Rideshare Bike Month!
Today’s been a little less than stellar.
Our BofA team did NOT do well in our mock interview, part of which was my fault as I didn’t prepare for it at all. We’re scrambling now to make up some lost review. And to think that that would finally be over.
This weekend has been a drunken slurry and I think I’m paying for it today. It’s easy to live off the shameless and inconsequential actions of the now, but damn can it bite you in the ass. That’s nothing new however. Eventually the pendulum will swing back again and I’ll wonder why I’m not enjoying myself enough; not trying to grab all the experience I can while I’m still here.
Old habits die hard, they say.
Sunrise at Cal Poly
A (recently finished) Nitro IPA and a season pilsner from SLO brew.
Both were damn good.
Road to somewhere.
