of grad

It’s here the very last full week of school. Five days and four finals and then all there is to do is breeze through the last couple of days. The week already seems to promise late nights and intake of far too much coffee. I am a college student after all, so I really wouldn’t want to act any less of one even though it could require me sacrificing my sanity.  When the end is finally here I think it will be very much worth it. Thankfully the end is very rapidly approaching. 

We already have received our graduation gowns in the mail. I was very relieved to find that mine zipped up; because I really wasn’t sure there would be enough room for me that tent like garment. Ahem. I really would like to get my hands on the person who had the bright idea to invent those lovely gowns. They certainly do nothing for your figure. The hats as interesting as they are do look actually give the outfit a bit of 3-D dimension which draws the attention away from the big blob of blue underneath the hat. 

When I find myself emotionally drained this week from too much studying I will the think of the “moment”. The moment of walking a across the stage and receive the fruits of all of my late nights. I will hold my head high and pretend that I do not look like a walking piece of ocean. I will try to get over the phobia of getting lost in the vastness of my gown.  No, I probably won’t throw my hat since I really don’t want to reveal the cloud of frizz that the hat will be blessedly hiding.

Grad is coming and yes I may complain, but in truth I’m glad its just finally so close. Probably on the day of will be more concerned about keeping away the tears and posing for several hundred pictures.

I think it’s going to be a good day.