We Amuse Myself

So I know a lot of people were like 'Meh, screw the main graduation' and in some cases even 'Meh, screw all graduations'. But I was like 'Bee-yotch/Dude-Bee-yotch, please. I just spent four years of my life taking classes that would lead me up to this moment. I'm gonna enjoy it as much as I can'. Plus by partaking in all of them, I can totally compare and contrast them using those critical analysis skills I supposedly developed in college.

The main graduation was alright, but I would advise all future graduates who plain on going to it to 1. Bring a water bottle 2. Bring something to entertain you. It's two hours of people talking at you, and not all of it is interesting. For the most part it was interesting, but around the 1:30min mark, I started to wish I had brough my DS. Which probably would have been weird... Especially since the only game I still have for it is Pokemon... *sigh*

The Director of the CIA was our commencment speaker, and he actually gave a really nice speech. I want a copy of it now. And one of the graduates, who went to jail for 8 years when he was sixteen for carjacking, spoke and he had a nice speech. It's ashame my parents couldn't hear any of it since they were in the nose bleed seats and there was this annoying baby crying in the section through all of the good speakers. It was seriously annoying, and I'm saying that even though I like kids. And as soon as that kid shut up, another one on the other side of the Comcast Center (which is where graduation was) started crying. (On a slightly related topic, why do parents bring their babies to R movies with loud explosions and other things babies shouldn't be around? That's just innovient and damaging to the experiences of everyone involved.)

As for the psychology and German graduations, I expected this going in but the German one was SOOO MUCH NICER than the psych one. First of all, our German advisors totally bought us graduation bears. ADORABLE! (I shall upload a photo later). Okay, so I didn't want to admit it, but I'm still a sucker for stuff animals. And they actually had nice personalized statements about our accomplishments and honestly seemed to be proud of us and a little sad we were moving on. The psych graduation pretty much boiled down to 'Do you have cum laude or above status' (No) 'Are you in psych honors?' (No, fools in the office totally advised me wrong so I never got a chance to do it - yes, feel the bitterness ooze out of my pores) "Are you in Psi Chi?' (No, see comment for the psyc honors). But they did acknowledge the fact that I have a DOUBLE DEGREE instead of a double major. That's right, let the props befall unto me. I had to chuckle at the people who were only psych grads, since psychology is probably the easiest major to double major with. I know I probably overuse this words sometimes, but seriously. To not double major comes off as lazy. Seriously.

The only nice thing about the psychology graduation was that it was right across the street from the Dairy so we all got free ice cream (for me, Midnight Madness, with hot fudge, whipped cream and cherries, in case you were wondering) and free water, which after sitting through 2 hrs at the Foreign Language Graduation at the Grand Ballroom and then running to Richie Colloseum for 2 hrs to participate in the Psychology Graduation, I needed quite a bit of quenching.

So after the German graduation, a roommate of mine commented that I was taking this graduation and moving on stuff with very little sentimentality. And in my mind I was thinking 'Well, that's cuz I AIN'T gonna miss you guys'. But I thought that would be mean to say at our graduation. Especially with her grandparents there. So I did not. (Although, her grandma totally said in front of everyone that it looked like she had gained weight... she was wearing her graduation robe, of course she looked fatter, what a thing to say at someone's college graduation.)

Oh before I forget, I was wearing two medallions for all three graduations. Those things are freaking heavy. Also, undergraduates shouldn't be given graduation hoods, since they're not supposed to be confered until you get your doctorate, as I learned. 

Back to sentimentality. But I was thinking about it later on and I realized that never again while I run, completely out of breath, up those godforsaken stairs to a certain Japanese apartment. Never again will we all gather in that triple, where my crazy words can baffle and befuddle the ears of those around me only to be later tagged on the wall of my awesomeness. Never again will I need to seek refuge to complain about my seven inconsiderate roommates (that sounds like a modern folk tale), but also never again will I have this safe, familiar haven to go to in the event that I  get suck with even worse roommates later. 

MOVING ON!

I'll do the rest later. I'm totally in the middle of watching Quantum Leap and this post is turning out to be pretty long.