Sunday, November 29, 2009

Muslim Condolence Card




"I looked out this morning and the sun was gone

Turned on some music to start my day

I lost myself in a familiar song

I closed my eyes and I slipped away "



on the song "More Than A Feeling" finally find the inspiration (and especially the words) to share some impressions about this great opportunity call Medea.

Why did I wait so long? I probably need time to organize ideas, to digest the events and name the emotions that run in my head. Or maybe I did not want the first comment was premature and somewhat conditional initial enthusiasm.

so I choose to write in a particular moment: in limbo between the end of the first battery of tests el 'beginning of new session. (The Sun, which has abandoned us and the fog ... ehh ... is that of Milan ...).


the master. Dynamic current, intense, sometimes harsh but always generous (not get rich from this difficult experience). Perhaps the reason for success is repeated in the years to be found in course content, quality services, and certainly in the 'experience of people working in this project. But (there is always a 'but') there are difficulties related mainly to time constraints and the large amount of information to be assimilated in a few months. Add some convention and a couple of extracurricular activities and the result is a bit 'of stress (gestibile!).

I think in the distant September 2, the first contact, the first drink, soccer, dinners, concerts and at the end of all, I believe that the true uniqueness of this master are the people who participate, us. Each with its own history and experience, all with a great personality and able to the group. A few months from 'beginning of the master is the feeling that everyone here is somehow able to change your life (and is more than a feeling).


honored to be part of this group .


Friday, November 20, 2009

Mother With Boobs Milk

Part of the project: post-drinks medea '09

Aperitivi post-medea 20-11-09

to keep count of the post-medea appetizers might be a good idea. Beppe Severgnini is already in its pizzas " Italians " around the world (which reached to 98), why can not we in our small?

propose some rules:

  • the headquarters, except in exceptional circumstances, shall be located at SDM (of course the drink may also be in Milan city) to the dense presence of ex medeani;
  • triggered the convening of the aperitif when a former medeano, for whatever reason, to our side;
  • in the following days you need to update the map and make a short story on the blog, preferably accompanied by photos;
  • it is not, as Beppe Severgnini, the Italian encountered abroad, but "foreign", even from the other Italian, who come to visit us in SDM.
Yesterday

the pretext of making a drink-after-IV was Ornella number medea, en route to a week full of training (it captures a bit of irony).

The meeting was set as always after working hours, but - incredibly - it turns out that medeani are already neck-deep in the activities of its offices to the point at 18.45, half an hour after the appointment, on 18 "called" if they have only four, including Stephen and Flavia, which is usually easy to win the trophy, "Give me-at least-1-hour-a-delay-and-we-are" astonished by the other present (and I Beppe).

In fact, in the end, the tables are filled, the jugs are emptied, the laughs pile up, the medeani the years prior to our Pit is (are always welcome!).

At 21, it also added to the group Fabrizio, who won the prize for this "employee-of-the-world-energy-plus-barricaded-in-office" (the hope that last night was only a rare exception).

makes a strange feeling, not exactly pleasant, stated that the only right one who was absent last week had the task of representing the year of our Master nell'inaugurazione official New Year's Medea.

represent what, this we have not yet figured out: that SuperPippo represents the world of superheroes, there seems to be? Exactly.

Friday, November 6, 2009

What Happens During A Sorority Initiation?

Flags of Our Fathers

And 'long, long time since I write above.
These days I barely want to talk with the rest of the world, giving me perhaps to write something I can pull off.
November, as it turned, it started really badly.
"Details" omitted (for my own good? I'll be free to decide what is right or wrong for me?), More or less serious allegations ... We have been accumulating on the mountain that was there and obviously did not want to see.
I'm tired. Exhausted, I think the more appropriate term. If there was
Ieio here with me, he would see his "Flags of Our Fathers " surrender to the mountain rather than challenge it to plant its flag. I
pasato few days at home, recovering from various things ... I returned to office only because that feeling of helplessness, sadness, pure, and I know you are not tax falling back again.
I put the posts and I'm not going to go back. Who can love me through those posts. Who says to do so, however, did not feel to go further.
I just gotta sit and wait. Something will happen.
Wait ... God, how I hate to leave and not be lulled by the events triggering part, participating actively.
I fear for the future. I am afraid of what those stakes might take me away. But I am aware that I can not most take three steps forward and back.
Albertina told me to repeat that phrase like a mantra: "What would it take for you you picked yourself in every moment of your life? And all that prevents you to choose the size that you really are ... and destroy discrea All "
I come first. Before any affection, love before any plastic. Try to persuade. And I try to move forward.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Deep Girdle Women Iliad

In plenary Mattei, once again

The first time I had the opportunity to meet students in the Master Medea older than I was at the first meeting IAASM the beginning of October last year had involved Professor . Andrea Beltratti (we were in the midst of financial crisis and wanted to understand why).

remember a handful of guys who came back smiling all incravattati to sit between the benches of the House Mattei pretending to be students again. Well this year it happened to me and the boys of my year (to confirm our satisfaction to reside on the chairs of the second plan ECU), always in a meeting IAASM.

In fact, personally, was a double satisfaction because the speaker was a known person: Stefano Casertano , author of an interesting book about geopolitics ("Challenge last barrel" that you see the cover), MBA Columbia NY, consultant and academic researcher, but above all in the recent past was my first boss.

More than a report of the meeting, which involved a group of video conference in Rome and of which you can download the documents from the site of the presentation by Stefano Casertano (which has proven expertise in a really complete) I wanted to focus on the effect that showed me a new vintage of the Master on the same bench on which I rested my notes only a few months ago.

Although the faces are different, the medeani are always recognizable: some people - including international students - sat with perfect posture (perhaps taught early in school, from an early age), who - among the Italian students - is sprawled on the table, who makes the slide and try to read all, who writes frantically on a notepad, who waits impatiently for the question time to ask his question and who is waiting impatiently appetizer which was organized for the evening.

But perhaps, in reality, medeani are like the students around the world and is only the fact of finding myself in the Hall Mattei, once again, brings me back to see the world through the eyes of Master Medea.