I Be Real Smartlike Now
So yeah, I graduated today. Woo hoo! Happy Cinco De Mayo Graduation Day!
That picture in the previous post is one I took of myself while I was standing outside waiting to go in. I should have more shortly. My mom took some and of course there were professionals there who would like to sell me the ones they took. I'm supposed to get those emailed to me in the next few days. I'm sure I'll end up buying at least one.
Daniel Dennis from the talk radio show I like to listen to was there! His girlfriend happened to be graduating with me. I'm such a fan, and so I was all "Daniel! Hey!" and then you know, I get so star struck, even with local celebrities, that I probably sounded like an idiot. But I just barely managed to spit out that I was a big fan. I have met him like 4 times already, but he always looks at me like he doesn't know who I am. Oh well. He said "Make 'em proud."
The ceremony was both exciting and boring, if that's possible. Just being there and knowing that after all that hard work and all those years, this was finally happening was totally great. I even teared up a couple of times... like when I first heard Pomp and Circumstance playing and when we were told to move our tassels from one side to the other. But the ceremony itself was yawnsville. Not that I didn't expect that. I mean, I don't really know how many graduates there were in my particular ceremony, but I do know that it took an hour to name them all as we went up to get our degrees. By the way, those degrees? Yeah, just an empty folder. Hah... like some cruel joke. But yeah, I knew they were just going to mail them to us later.
So my graduation went something like this - stand outside for 20 minutes, then stand in line for 20 more minutes. Get your picture taken with a fake degree. Stand in another line for 20 minutes. Proceed in to the UCF arena and stand by your seat, squished in with the other graduates like sardines. Finally sit down, REALLY squished now. Here come some guys wearing kilts and playing bagpipes. The president of UCF announces a bunch of people I've never heard of. Listen to a commencement speech by some lady I've never heard of (but she was an advisor to Governor Arnold at one time) that was fairly decent but only like 5 minutes long. Then spend an hour listening to names get called. Oh, and I did get to take my little walk across the stage, which was cool, but it was funny because the president is this really old guy who is probably really tired of shaking hands, so when I shook his, he looked at me like I was just getting on his nerves. LOL. Yeah, and at one point they stopped and said that this one girl was his 100,000th graduate and this was a big landmark, so they took pictures with her and gave her a lifetime membership to the alumni association. Oh, and then after you walk off the stage, you are ushered through like cattle and told to look at this camera and then at that one (again with the professional company wanting to sell pics), then sent back to your seat.
After the ceremony, I was greeted by my mom, dad, brother and Casey, who all gave me hugs. I think my dad almost exploded from the pride. It was nice. Casey was all kinds of huggy with me. I hope I put something in her head that makes her want to be a college graduate too. She gave me a UCF Alumni T-shirt (I'm wearing it now) and a teddy bear graduate. He's so cute, with glasses and everything! My parents gave me $100. Yay!
We went to Ruby Tuesdays for lunch. Now I'm happy to be home. I'm tired. How am I going to go party my ass off tonight? A nap might be in order. But first, Casey has a 3 PM doctor appointment, and then I'm leaving her with my parents... yeah, I might not have much time for a nap, since I have to be ready for Christine to pick me up by around 5:30.
It should be an interesting evening. It's the first time I'm putting my party friends with my other friends. Beth is coming, and yeah I've gone out drinking with her, but she's very conservative, especially compared to my insane friends who just go nuts when we go out. I used to tease Beth and call her mom because she'd be the one who was like "Maybe you have had enough to drink." or "Why are you dancing with that guy? You don't even know him." Or whatever. So yeah, it should be interesting. Satan is coming too, which makes me worry a bit that I might drink too much and tell him to shove something up his ass. No, on second thought that might be pretty funny.
That picture in the previous post is one I took of myself while I was standing outside waiting to go in. I should have more shortly. My mom took some and of course there were professionals there who would like to sell me the ones they took. I'm supposed to get those emailed to me in the next few days. I'm sure I'll end up buying at least one.
Daniel Dennis from the talk radio show I like to listen to was there! His girlfriend happened to be graduating with me. I'm such a fan, and so I was all "Daniel! Hey!" and then you know, I get so star struck, even with local celebrities, that I probably sounded like an idiot. But I just barely managed to spit out that I was a big fan. I have met him like 4 times already, but he always looks at me like he doesn't know who I am. Oh well. He said "Make 'em proud."
The ceremony was both exciting and boring, if that's possible. Just being there and knowing that after all that hard work and all those years, this was finally happening was totally great. I even teared up a couple of times... like when I first heard Pomp and Circumstance playing and when we were told to move our tassels from one side to the other. But the ceremony itself was yawnsville. Not that I didn't expect that. I mean, I don't really know how many graduates there were in my particular ceremony, but I do know that it took an hour to name them all as we went up to get our degrees. By the way, those degrees? Yeah, just an empty folder. Hah... like some cruel joke. But yeah, I knew they were just going to mail them to us later.
So my graduation went something like this - stand outside for 20 minutes, then stand in line for 20 more minutes. Get your picture taken with a fake degree. Stand in another line for 20 minutes. Proceed in to the UCF arena and stand by your seat, squished in with the other graduates like sardines. Finally sit down, REALLY squished now. Here come some guys wearing kilts and playing bagpipes. The president of UCF announces a bunch of people I've never heard of. Listen to a commencement speech by some lady I've never heard of (but she was an advisor to Governor Arnold at one time) that was fairly decent but only like 5 minutes long. Then spend an hour listening to names get called. Oh, and I did get to take my little walk across the stage, which was cool, but it was funny because the president is this really old guy who is probably really tired of shaking hands, so when I shook his, he looked at me like I was just getting on his nerves. LOL. Yeah, and at one point they stopped and said that this one girl was his 100,000th graduate and this was a big landmark, so they took pictures with her and gave her a lifetime membership to the alumni association. Oh, and then after you walk off the stage, you are ushered through like cattle and told to look at this camera and then at that one (again with the professional company wanting to sell pics), then sent back to your seat.
After the ceremony, I was greeted by my mom, dad, brother and Casey, who all gave me hugs. I think my dad almost exploded from the pride. It was nice. Casey was all kinds of huggy with me. I hope I put something in her head that makes her want to be a college graduate too. She gave me a UCF Alumni T-shirt (I'm wearing it now) and a teddy bear graduate. He's so cute, with glasses and everything! My parents gave me $100. Yay!
We went to Ruby Tuesdays for lunch. Now I'm happy to be home. I'm tired. How am I going to go party my ass off tonight? A nap might be in order. But first, Casey has a 3 PM doctor appointment, and then I'm leaving her with my parents... yeah, I might not have much time for a nap, since I have to be ready for Christine to pick me up by around 5:30.
It should be an interesting evening. It's the first time I'm putting my party friends with my other friends. Beth is coming, and yeah I've gone out drinking with her, but she's very conservative, especially compared to my insane friends who just go nuts when we go out. I used to tease Beth and call her mom because she'd be the one who was like "Maybe you have had enough to drink." or "Why are you dancing with that guy? You don't even know him." Or whatever. So yeah, it should be interesting. Satan is coming too, which makes me worry a bit that I might drink too much and tell him to shove something up his ass. No, on second thought that might be pretty funny.