Stage One: sorrow, defeat, shock.
Stage Two: drinking.
Stage Three: more drinking.
Stage Four: hangover.
Stage Five: dread for possible third attempt; research into upcoming R3 deadlines.
Stage Six: tentative decision to move forward with third and final attempt for R1 2006.
Stage Seven: realization: sh*t, only four months left until schools post essay questions.
Well, friends, I wish my second journey through MBA apps had ended in a redemptive and glorious victory over the nation's elite business schools. Such is not the reality. The cloud of last week's rejection letters has lingered over my weekend. My decision to move forward with a third attempt is based on the following:
- I feel that my candidacy was strong (Haas interview invitations represented the top 20% of the school's 2700 applications -- not a bad achievement.)
- I didn't apply to enough schools and should have included schools lower part of the top 25 that would still have positioned my to achieve my goals;
- I knew that my applications had several small weaknesses that likely had an aggregated effect on my decision, i.e. below avg. undergrad GPA at state school; 'avg.' overall GMAT score; less than 80% Q score; a couple of relevant points that my essays should have made/clarified; 'avg.' extracurriculars; perhaps not clear proof of desire to really do BM/CPG, i.e. could have joined/gotten involved with certain marketing/BM professional organizations.
I am confident that I can make the appropriate steps (starting tomorrow) to address these weak areas. I am not concerned about possible delay of my longer-term goals... I turn 28 this June and I have another 30 years to pursue those goals. For many reasons, mostly professional, but some very personal, securing entry into a top-tier MBA program is a very important goal for me.
I know that the year ahead will be a very difficult one, and that I risk an identical outcome. However, if I don't give this process one more attempt, I know that I will always regret not having tried. If the process does not work out, I can move forward knowing that I gave it my absolute best shot.