on June 20th, but I still have three classes to go this summer. My school has a ceremony in the winter and spring and well, I didn't want to wait til December because it is freaking cold here. I was nervous as hell and didn't feel well. Had a small fever Friday and didn't sleep well at all and basically just winging it on where I was supposed to go wasn't helping matters. We did one rehearsal with the two of us in chairs, but they couldn't make up their mind where we should or shouldn't go. I didn't eat before I left so I was on an empty stomach full of nerves.
I got real weepy especially when my professors were all coming up to me before the ceremony and then when the music started. I was the first to go for the Business degrees and I swear it took an hour for them to call my name and to go across the stage. Then I had to get my tassel, shake his hand, get my "fake" diploama, and shake his hand, and shake that guys hand (Dean of Business, Dean of Schools, and President). I needed MORE hands. I almost started crying when Vern (one of my professors and 4th man in line to shake hands with) said we are really going to miss you and I said oh, I'll be back this summer for a few classes. All went well in the end for the most part.
I went out last night, but only had ONE drink. My grad party
was last weekend and we had a good time then and going out afterwards. Mom made 100 to die for egg rolls, cake, fresh strawberries and pineapple and so much food we sent a lot of it home with others. Plus alcohol.
I absolutely loved my dress that I got for 30 bucks at FashionBug. I don't wear them often. I think the last time I wore a dress was my high school graduation. This one was sooo comfy. It felt like PJs. It was very light as I was freezing and glad I wore a shawl. Hair looks bad since I had the hat on first for pics.
I think the hat is SOOOOO dorky! I texted Carrie and asked her what side the tassel goes on and Googled it. Google wasn't any help as it basically said it depended on the school. In the end we all moved our tassels from right to left at the same time.
My advisor Trista.
My most favorite professor. His heart and voice are as big as he is. He gave me a great big hug when I came through the line of professors afterwards. He wasn't helping the weepy situation at all. He has called me his favorite student on more than one occasion and he met dad after and really praised me and my parents on how well they raised me. On stage in rehearsals he said he bet I would be teaching at CTU in a few years. It's possible.
Class of 2009!
Mom and Me
My dad told me cried a little bit. Awwww!