Hello, you two silly people who continue to stop by in utter defiance of my non-posting.
The countdown has begun... I turn in my last final on March 17th, and will graduate on the 21st. By some trickery I've convinced Justin to also walk at the graduation ceremony. I told him there would be bagpipes.
BAGPIPES! Played by this guy, hopefully:
Why walk in what is sure to be a coma-inducing ceremony? Really, I'm a little too old to celebrate graduation as if it is this grand portal to Adult Life. First, I find Adult Life highly overrated, and prefer infinite Big-Kid-dom with my playful, silly spouse; and second, the College Experience is markedly different when you're working and paying your own bills (it's better, but I'll save that for another post). There's no real transition happening here; I'll be working the same job, living in the same apartment. The only tangible difference is that I'll have more time to chase some things that have had to wait (reading books I want to read, blogging, developing my little business).
Oh, and I will be given a piece of paper saying I finished something--a quest 11+ years in the making. I began my degree Fall of 1997 and will graduate Winter of 2009. Oi. When something takes you over a decade to accomplish, it's probably worth celebrating. (Even if I have to pay the Alumni Association $40 to do it. You jackals! I'm graduating with 220.5 credits... if there was a punch card or something, I think I'd have fully earned free graduation by now).
The biggest reason (and the silliest, unless you're a photo person): I want a good picture of the two of us in our caps. Justin wonders why we can't just skip the ceremony and take a picture in our caps out in Red Square or something, but his pleas fall on deaf ears.
Bagpipes, honey. Bagpipes.
Hope to be around a little more once I'm officially educated. Til then.
