So Saturday was a very long day. I had to be down to the campus at eight. There we received our name cards and discovered our place in line. There was also were we mingled with our fellow classmates for the last time. It was lovely. It was also very cold. Then at 8:30 we began to gather in to our lines for the procession. This was a mess. Apparently just because we all now have a college education this does not necessarily mean that we are able to count. Interestingly enough, I got to be at the front of one of the lines. Yea! I’m short – I knew I would not get lost in the crowd this way.
Next, at about 8:45 we began walking across the campus towards Oak. It was from Oak that we would be walking to the park. Thus we had to be in ready position. It was quite a sight to see all of us processing across the campus. Each individual school was processing from their buildings all throughout the campus and we all converged onto Oak. It was an interesting experience.
Finally, at 9:30 we began the actual procession to the park. This was a bit of a jaunt down the road, and like I said it was rather cold and windy. I didn’t even see my brother-in-law and niece standing on the side of the road taking this photo. Can you see me? I’m right behind one of the professors – long brown hair, black robe, and funny hat.
Oh, this is where the ceremonies were held. Isn’t it pretty. My cousin walked across the street and took this photo in between the unified and the individual ceremony. Yes, my school is crazy we had two ceremonies. I graduated twice. We actually had to move our tassels back to the right before the second one so that we could ceremoniously move them to the left again during the second ceremony. Crazy.
It was a bit of a cloudy day, but at least it didn’t rain. It actually started to sprinkle just as the second ceremony was finished. It held out for us. I was thankful. Don’t we look nice in our caps and gowns. I’m in the very front row. I love how that worked out.
And, there we go. I did it. I survived college. You can’t see it, but I am smiling. It was a great day. It was an incredibly long day, but a great day. Most of my family came, and those that didn’t have terrible excuses that I am holding against them for the rest of their lives. No, seriously. My aunt and uncle didn’t come, because, "oh those college graduations are always so boring." Umm…yeah, but that’s not the point. Anyways. To those that came thank you – I love you bunches.
P.S. I still have no job.
*Why do they make those dang robes so big? This was the question my friends and I were pondering that morning. We all felt like we could get an extra person in there, and then look at it, when we walk it looks huge. Oh well.