So I know I haven't been the best with blogging but I am making a new goal to blog consistently! yay! I didn't write much in the past cause I feel like I just don't have that much interesting stuff to say but I am an interesting person with an interesting life so I should be able to find things to write. So here it goes again.
So the big thing on my mind and the crazy thing that has happened in mine and Rob's life is Rob's GMAT score...
Rob had been planning to go to either UCDavis or University of Washington for his MBA after he worked for three years at his job. UCDavis and UW are ranked in the 30's in the US rankings of MBA programs. Last weekend Rob took the GMAT. We had planned on him taking it twice since many people have said that it is needed to take it twice to get a good score. We decided before hand that if he got a 700 out of 800 then he wouldn't take the test again.
Rob got to the testing facility and talked to the people taking the GMAT and one had taken the GMAT 5 times and anther person mentioned how he had taken 16 practice tests and Rob was convinced he would have to take it again. The test is taken on a computer and when he saw his score on the computer screen he almost barfed. 730!!! The average GMAT score for the top MBA programs in the nation such as Harvard and Stanford are 712. So now we have to make a decision...
With this good of a score Rob wouldn't need to have an extra year of work experience which means we could leave Utah a year earlier. Then we have to decide which schools to apply to! The final 7 that we want are Harvard (ranked #1 in Management), University of Pennsylvania (#4 in Management), Stanford (Ranked #2 in Management), University of Virginia (#8 in Management), Colombia (#10 in Management), Dartmouth (#6 in Management), Berkley (#7 in Management). It is pretty slim that we will get into Stanford due to their acceptance rate of 7% and it is often based on who you know. Harvard is our top choice which is INSANE!!
Going to any of these colleges is just crazy to think about! I have been to the east coast once to visit New York for a few days and Rob has never been so we have no idea what to expect. University of Penn is high on our list because I have a brother in law that is getting his PHD at Penn State and we would love to be close them! The good thing about the East Coast is that everything is just so close together! My parents are pushing for Berkley since it would only be two hours away from them and a short flight up to Seattle to visit Rob's family. I would love to be close to everyone but I worry that going to Berkley would be playing it safe and just staying where we are comfortable. This is the time in our lives to go and experience new things and grow from the new places and the new people. We have been giving this opportunity to go and do things that we had never dreamed of so I want to try and do it. Berkley is still a fantastic school to go to and it would be fabulous to live in Berkley I just don't want to pick it because I feel comfortable there. Rob will not be applying for another year so we have a while to decide but we are only going to apply to 5 or 6 programs since applications are quite expensive. We have pro and cons lists going for the top programs in the nation so if any of you have any input let us know!!
The McPerrysters
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Thursday, May 19, 2011
I am back
So I know I haven't written at all... but I all the sudden have tons of time! So here we go again. Since the last time I wrote I got engaged, then married, moved twice, started to actually cook, and became manager for an apartment complex.
Because I think its fun I am going to write about Rob and I. How we met, how he proposed, and about the wedding. First, how we met:
Rob and I first met April 2009. Neither of us can really remember what happened I just remembered that he stopped by my apartment to welcome me in to the new ward I just moved into. The first time they remember meeting each other was when my best friend, Heidi, got a flat tire in the parking lot of my complex. Rob just pulled up in his car and I asked him to help us. (Heidi and I knew how to change the tire but had some issues with the car jack.) We became friends and went on a group date but not with each other.
Because I think its fun I am going to write about Rob and I. How we met, how he proposed, and about the wedding. First, how we met:
Rob and I first met April 2009. Neither of us can really remember what happened I just remembered that he stopped by my apartment to welcome me in to the new ward I just moved into. The first time they remember meeting each other was when my best friend, Heidi, got a flat tire in the parking lot of my complex. Rob just pulled up in his car and I asked him to help us. (Heidi and I knew how to change the tire but had some issues with the car jack.) We became friends and went on a group date but not with each other.
In December Rob's and my friend mentioned to Rob that he should ask me out. Later that day Rob saw me struggling through the slushy parking lot between apartment complexes. He offered to drive me home and reluctantly I said yes. Rob asked me out on a date for the next weekend but I had to say no because I was going home for christmas break. The day that I left to go home I went over to visit a friend. The friend and I decided to drop by Rob's apartment. There was a new connection when I dropped by that night. When I landed back home I texted Rob that I had landed safely because of some inside joke we had.
We texted constantly for the next couple days until I left for Italy with my family. The whole time I wondered what it would be like when I came back to provo. In Italy I got internet here and there and one time we actually got to chat and it made my day! When I got back into the states Rob had promised to save me a spot in church but I really assumed that he would blow me off as soon as we could actually talk. But I walk into church and shockingly there was a seat next to rob. I made dinner that night for Rob and we talked and ate and held hands and then they saw each other every day after. Everything was simple and easy. We were always on the same page and it was just natural for us to be together and we grew to love each other.YAY! so fun! I will write about the engagement tomorrow.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
The first!
So I finally started a blog! Heidi and Chrissy better be very excited! I am not much of a writer.. this blog will mostly be about the stupid things I do during the day. I am an odd ball, many times i am just in my own world. My Pole vault coach once told me that he wants to hire someone to follow me around and film me through out the day just to see how I survive and the many weird things I do.
The title of this blog is really what i get asked a lot.. Heidi (my best friend roommate) thought a good name would also be "Stop bothering me, diane!" and I am not offended by that at all! I got asked what is wrong with me twice this past week by my sprint coach at track. His name is Randy, a freaking hilarious African man that can be crazy intimidating sometimes. We were doing these hurdle drills where you step over one sideways and then go under one right after. As I was going under my head got caught on the pin that it used to raise and lower the hurdles. The pin took off some skin and cause me to bleed. I told Randy what happened to explain the blood on my forehead and he replied,"Girls much taller than you have gone under those hurdles and I have never seen anyone cut their head open! What is wrong with you!?" All i could say was, " I wish I knew.." and kept running.
Two days later I actually did something worse! I was warming up to do a timed 30 meter run. Practicing pushing off the weird blocks, accelerating for a little and then slowing down. I was wearing new sprinting spikes! I was so excited to wear the new shoes because they were shiny and when the sun hit them they had rainbows on them! AMAZING! So as I was accelerating in my shiny spikes that I am not yet used to, not going too fast since I was warming up and my toe caught. I face planted on the track with the whole women's track team there to watch. They broke out in laughter as I lay face first on the track realizing what had just happened. I, of course, was laughing at myself and got up and continued going on with my day. I had nice scrapes on my knees and on my shoulder and a gash on my knee from one shoes spikes. I somehow scraped the back of me knee and the best was my shoulder scrape! Randy saw my nice scraped and I told him what happened. Once again his reply was "What is wrong with you, Diane!?"
Someday I will find an answer to that question..
The title of this blog is really what i get asked a lot.. Heidi (my best friend roommate) thought a good name would also be "Stop bothering me, diane!" and I am not offended by that at all! I got asked what is wrong with me twice this past week by my sprint coach at track. His name is Randy, a freaking hilarious African man that can be crazy intimidating sometimes. We were doing these hurdle drills where you step over one sideways and then go under one right after. As I was going under my head got caught on the pin that it used to raise and lower the hurdles. The pin took off some skin and cause me to bleed. I told Randy what happened to explain the blood on my forehead and he replied,"Girls much taller than you have gone under those hurdles and I have never seen anyone cut their head open! What is wrong with you!?" All i could say was, " I wish I knew.." and kept running.
Two days later I actually did something worse! I was warming up to do a timed 30 meter run. Practicing pushing off the weird blocks, accelerating for a little and then slowing down. I was wearing new sprinting spikes! I was so excited to wear the new shoes because they were shiny and when the sun hit them they had rainbows on them! AMAZING! So as I was accelerating in my shiny spikes that I am not yet used to, not going too fast since I was warming up and my toe caught. I face planted on the track with the whole women's track team there to watch. They broke out in laughter as I lay face first on the track realizing what had just happened. I, of course, was laughing at myself and got up and continued going on with my day. I had nice scrapes on my knees and on my shoulder and a gash on my knee from one shoes spikes. I somehow scraped the back of me knee and the best was my shoulder scrape! Randy saw my nice scraped and I told him what happened. Once again his reply was "What is wrong with you, Diane!?"
Someday I will find an answer to that question..
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