Graduation!
My little brothers and me.
My mum was all like, "Imma take ur pic while u wash ur hands!!!!11"
So I had to re-wash my hands so she could take the picture.
Chattin' with peeps.
Hitting Katie in the face with my tassle.
That's better.
My brothers enjoyed my graduation.
Or at least Colin liked shooting video. My dad seems to think that part was fun too.
Oma said my graduation ceremony was "lousy".
I still have to wrap-up my summer classes (will be finished June 20th), but at least most things are finished!
The speaker at the ceremony was talking about the Iraq war and all sorts of things that were unrelated to graduation. Chetrice (can't believe I haven't got a pic of us together) and I decided that it was the school's last chance to fill our heads with propoganda.
I skipped the main ceremony because 1) My parents were pissed at the political crap that my college has to fit in everywhere and 2) The main ceremony sounded boring and would go on another three hours. So we went to Olive Garden (yum!) and were home in plenty of time to watch the season finale of Survivor. =]