1:02 a.m. on 2002-06-06
Graduation

Well, even I can admit when I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to say whatsoever in my diary. I couldn't have even posted my shopping list, because I didn't go shopping this week. I'll give it a whirl though.

I graduated about six days ago, amid little fanfare. Mostly because I achieved that most dubious of all achievements of graduating without really graduating. Why? Because I apparently showed up for the wrong section of my physics final. The good news: I did extraordinarily well on the final for Fundamentals of Physics with Professor Bond. The bad news: I was taking a course entitled "The Atom Bomb" taught by Professor Bond. So, I am currently slaving away in summer school, trying to complete a course that shouldn't be required in the first place.

The graduation ceremony was odd. The valedictorian made a proclaimation that she will "not bury bury my head in the sand like an ostrich" and all sorts of mumbo jumbo analogies that led this listener to believe that there really IS a direct corelation between the odd behavior of Australian birds and graduating from college.

The keynote speaker was Freeman Hrbowski, a math professor from the U of Maryland. Yes, he's such a household name that the powers that be saw it fit to drag this man from his algebra teachings and drop him onto my graduation. Two direct quotes from the mouth of Mr. Hrbowski stood out:

1)"I loved sinking my teeth into my granmama's pie."

2)"No boy ever wants to see his mama go down."

Nevermind that these quotes would be more well-suited for a Covenant House brochure.

Afterwards, I got some lovely prizes from mom and sis. The end.

in the slammer - up for parole