The week after the GMAT was a roller coaster of emotions. I took the GMAT on October 15th and on the 18th I had to make the worst decision in the world. It was by far the worst time of my life. I had to make the decision to let my beloved Dutch go (more on that time: http://khaleejtimes.com/DisplayArticleNew.asp?section=weekend&xfile=data/weekend/2008/november/weekend_november69.xml).
On October 20th, I got accepted to my #1 choice: MIP Business School at Politecnico Di Milano in Italy.
I didn't know what to feel. I knew I should have been over the moon, but the loss of Dutch was just too much to bear and my heart was not in a position to truly celebrate. Even as I write this I am overcome by sadness, he was my best friend, room mate, and fierce guardian. I wish I could have celebrated with him. I would have taken him to his favourite park where we'd play hide and seek amongst the big Maple trees until he dashed off after a rabbit. But alas I just had to go there in my mind and dreamt that he met me there.
So it took a while to sink in. When I got word that I was accepted I did go to one of my closest friend's office and with her felt the ability to celebrate with a jig while there. But the moment I left her office I was empty again. Once the mixed emotions started to get lighter, I started thinking practically as well. I was reserved since I still had to figure out if I could actually afford this potential new chapter. Although I got a bit of a scholarship, it wasn't anywhere near what I really needed.
Next step budgeting and paperwork...
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