Graduation

I apologize to all my loyal and devoted followers, waiting for words of wisdom and uplifting to uplift and edify your lives but a much greater and pressing matter dominated by thoughts and energies for the past year. I have been working hard attempting to gain the piece of paper that tells the world I am finally knowledgeable. I descended into the depths of hell to retrieve rare and mighty artifacts. Dragons have been slain. Dozens and a half of damsels in distress were rescued. Evil overlords were thrown down and vanquished. The power of evil wizards were turned against them. I have finally returned and have sent the armor to repair the dents and scratches. Rust stains will be removed and everyone will rejoice!

While the journey was not quite as wonderful and harrowing as it sounds, it often felt like it, especially the evil overlord part. My final semester was probably the most difficult of them all, despite having just 4 classes instead of my standard slate of 5. My senior seminar, a requirement for all history majors, required one large "circa 20" pages final paper. It had to be related to the class subject: Movies of the Midieval Ages. Being fascinated with the Arthurian legend, I decided to do my final paper on Merlin. Not to bore you with the details but Merlin is a combination of 2 people with a host of different writers adding to the legend of Merlin. Everything didn't go as planned with my paper and didn't finish my revision. I turned it in 7 days before graduation, not even close to satisfied with the finish project or confident that I passed the class.

The traditional waiting period for grades is 3 days after taking the final exam/turning in the final paper. Tuesday comes around, no grade in this particular class. Now I have NEVER had acid reflux but anytime I thought about grades, my stomach would churn. Unfortunately, I thought about it too often. I finally had to take an anti acid OTC medicine. It sort of helped, made it slightly more tolerable and took the edge off but it was still there. Wednesday, no grade. Thursday, no grade. Friday morning, no grade. Friday afternoon, 2 grades in, not the important one. Friday I get home from work, no grade. Finally 14 hours before actual graduation time, I finally get straight 4 "B's" higher than I thought. 3.0 for the semester. I shed a couple of tears of relief when i went upstairs. The rest is history as the pictures show. Thank you Rebeca for the wonderful cake.