A Tale of Two Commencements - Part II
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cinema_babeSee Part I Here
(When last we left our lucky, young (ish) heroine, she had survived sitting in the rain for an hour and a half during Rutgers Commencement and after waiting in the rain for another 45 minutes, finally arrived for her second commencement ceremony of the day. We pick up at her arrival).
Whew! I finally made it to me second ceremony. My hair was a mess, my back was killing me, but I was indoors, dry and warm, lol. This is the one where we actually got to walk across a stage and shake the hands of the dean and program adviser, have our pics taken and everything like a regular graduation. It was a lot more intimate and I could actually see where my family was sitting this time.
I did my damnedest to hold myself together because I knew that if I began crying it would turn into one of those ugly cries that goes on and on and on....
There were only two moments when I thought I might break. The first was when they played the Alma Mater, On the Banks. I didn't think I'm *that* sentimental; but it hit me that it's probably the last time I'll hear it sung like that for a long time. I thought about learning to sing it a capella when I was a freshman and I think it just overloaded my circuit boards (which were already overloaded from all of the flesh pressing of the day).
The second moment was when my adviser was one of the hand shakers on the stage. When I walked up to her we started to shake and we ended up in a big hug. She whispered in my ear, "see, you made it", and I thought I was going to start bawling like a baby but I managed to hold it together.
Afterward I finally saw my family. Everyone was happy for me. Well I think my mother was, it's hard to tell with her. She was very grabby, I think shewa pissy that I hugged my adviser on stage.
I had heard about the grief she gave my sister. First, my sister had to dissuade my mother from ordering crap for me off of QVC (apparently she got a new credit card behind our backs). Without discussing my financial problems, my sister told my mother to give me cash. My mother kept complaining that it wasn't proper to give an adult cash. My sister told her that I wanted cash, my mother kept complaining that it wasn't proper to give an adult cash. She told her that she would compromise and she gave me an amazon gift card. Not sure what I will do with it but I'm sure when I get to Indiana I'll need something.
My mother, lol. Um, yeah, she's a bit of a problem at times. I still have to pick her up from my sister's and take her back home tomorrow. Yay me.
So now it was all over, my student days at Rutgers now a part of my friable book of memory. This act is over and the next one is beginning.
The Entr'acte? Selling stuff off like a madwoman so I don't have to move it to Indiana. Keep watching this space for info on what's on sale.
(When last we left our lucky, young (ish) heroine, she had survived sitting in the rain for an hour and a half during Rutgers Commencement and after waiting in the rain for another 45 minutes, finally arrived for her second commencement ceremony of the day. We pick up at her arrival).
Whew! I finally made it to me second ceremony. My hair was a mess, my back was killing me, but I was indoors, dry and warm, lol. This is the one where we actually got to walk across a stage and shake the hands of the dean and program adviser, have our pics taken and everything like a regular graduation. It was a lot more intimate and I could actually see where my family was sitting this time.
I did my damnedest to hold myself together because I knew that if I began crying it would turn into one of those ugly cries that goes on and on and on....
There were only two moments when I thought I might break. The first was when they played the Alma Mater, On the Banks. I didn't think I'm *that* sentimental; but it hit me that it's probably the last time I'll hear it sung like that for a long time. I thought about learning to sing it a capella when I was a freshman and I think it just overloaded my circuit boards (which were already overloaded from all of the flesh pressing of the day).
The second moment was when my adviser was one of the hand shakers on the stage. When I walked up to her we started to shake and we ended up in a big hug. She whispered in my ear, "see, you made it", and I thought I was going to start bawling like a baby but I managed to hold it together.
Afterward I finally saw my family. Everyone was happy for me. Well I think my mother was, it's hard to tell with her. She was very grabby, I think shewa pissy that I hugged my adviser on stage.
I had heard about the grief she gave my sister. First, my sister had to dissuade my mother from ordering crap for me off of QVC (apparently she got a new credit card behind our backs). Without discussing my financial problems, my sister told my mother to give me cash. My mother kept complaining that it wasn't proper to give an adult cash. My sister told her that I wanted cash, my mother kept complaining that it wasn't proper to give an adult cash. She told her that she would compromise and she gave me an amazon gift card. Not sure what I will do with it but I'm sure when I get to Indiana I'll need something.
My mother, lol. Um, yeah, she's a bit of a problem at times. I still have to pick her up from my sister's and take her back home tomorrow. Yay me.
So now it was all over, my student days at Rutgers now a part of my friable book of memory. This act is over and the next one is beginning.
The Entr'acte? Selling stuff off like a madwoman so I don't have to move it to Indiana. Keep watching this space for info on what's on sale.
