College Finale

I didn't get any pics of graduation. Luckily the college hired someone to take them for me. They're not real great quality but that's what happens when I take a screenshot.


Not only did I not get any pics but I almost missed it. Jake and I were...mm, actually I can't remember why we were so late. But as we were driving the 5 block commute to the ceremony my dad told me the place was packed and they were about to start. Apparently graduation ceremonies don't fall 10 minutes late like the rest of my life does. So we parked across the street and sprinted to the Morgan Theatre. As I came running in a nice lady (I can't even remember what she looked like) yelled "What department are you with?" I managed to remember mine was the "Art!" department and she panicked because they were starting to take the walk from the hallway to the theater. So we ditched Jake and she and I sprinted to the grab my name paper and back to the opening of the theater.  She pushed me in line between some fellow designers and suddenly I was blinded by the colorful theater lights. I was expecting to be the last of my department but was actually the third or fourth in line out of the entire college. Nobody had any clue I was late besides maybe the beaded sweat on my forehead giveaway. 

Do you like how I keep pointing myself out?


It was only about an hour long and at the end as we were switching tassel sides the lights went out and glitter bombs went off with an electric guitar screaming out the graduation song. It was sooooo cool. I've never been to another graduation before but I don't reckon glitter bombs are too common.