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Why I love being a BBA

Is it wrong for me to actually be enjoying the BBA program?

Junior year in the business school was hard, with internship recruiting practically being another three-credit class, and group meetings for projects filled in every hour of your day. But to be frank, I came to LOVE my life as a BBA this year, largely due to the relationships that were built AS a RESULT of these sicknasty group projects.

LAST YEAR, I had zero friends in the bschool, aside from the few that I had known prior. I LOVE my buds from all the project groups, the same 60 faces that I see in my section, the same five faces that I see at every interview.. which even culminated to my new involvement on the exec board for the BBA Marketing Club next year. I'm really excited to be serving on leadership for the Mkt Club especially because these five other seniors on the eboard are all people that I know, but never even interacted with. I LOVE BUILDING RELATIONSHIPS, and I LOVE THAT THEY'RE SO DIFFERENT FROM ME. I love hearing about their involvement with UMDM, the Ross Student Government, or their Greek systems. CREATIVE ABRASION PREVAILS!

I also love how practical our curriculum is--this semester has been filled with analyzing any business or organization you want and using course concepts to make it better. I LOVE IT! Every time I'm waiting in line at the ridiculous YOGOBLISS, I can't help but think about all the ways that we can reduce Tq (wait time)! BUSINESS IS ALL AROUND, AND I LOVE THAT.

Here's a tribute to all the groupwork that has led to many new relationships this year!

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