MBA for one

No group chats ping, no buddies near, Just me, my notes, and stale old cheer. My coffee’s cold, my brain’s awake, This journey’s mine—make no mistake! The books don’t gossip, cheat, or flake, They stay with me for every break. No need for promises, plans gone wrong, Just one more case—this night is long! While others snooze or change their minds, I crunch the numbers, read the signs. No squad, no hype, but that’s okay— This MBA is mine to slay!