I have heard it said that inside of every old man there is a bewildered young man wondering “What the hell happened?” I find being a college graduate distressing. Deep down, I never thought I would get this old and I feel completely unprepared for it. I take some amount of comfort knowing that with my masters in computer science, I will never have problems feeding myself.
The above image is from Dinner on the Quad. I did not attend any graduation events last year as I was not graduating or receiving a degree, so it seemed kind of pointless. However, I think it might have been fun to go to Dinner on the Quad with my class. In any case, dinner was lovely and the whole evening was very classy until a high school-esque dance party broke out. Lame. They should have gotten a live band.
The Saturday before graduation my family and I threw a graduation party in my apartment, to which a surprising number of people showed up. At one point I do not think we could have squeezed any more people in.
Roger and Jo’s Mommypuff were among the party-goers.
Last night before graduation, after the party.
Sleep is for the dead. I didn’t get to wear this fancy orange cape for going to bed at 9 PM. No, I would not say that.
John Henessey introducing the commencement speaker, Tom Brokaw. Brokaw’s speech was delivered well but written poorly. It was mainly concerned with how the Greatest Generation is better than I am. I say, that’s hogwash. Show me one member of the Greatest Generation that I can’t beat the crap out of. Seriously, though. The guy was calling the race before it even began.
The CS graduation ceremony was not planned well at all. While other departments had nice tents, shade, and food served during the hour between commencement and the departmental graduation, we had none of these things. I ended up sitting in the Fish Bowl with my parent for 45 minutes waiting for the ceremony to start. Then the introductory speaker gave a clumsy speech in which he continually repeated his main points: 0) have a strategic plan, 1) in the future, people will collect terabytes of data daily, 2) we will all live in virtual environments, 3) it is our responsibility to make these virtual environments inviting. Ick. What a horrible vision of cyber dystopia.
Held like water in your shaking hands.
