Graduation Day
Tue, Jun. 26th, 2007 10:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spiraliciousThere was going to be a part 1 & 2 but I decided to save what was going to be part 1 for when I am actually done with school.
From June 16th:
The day started at 6:30 in the morning to finish packing and cleaning my room which was going very well until we realized that my dad was three hours late. Which is very unlike him. I called all his numbers and got no answer. So, then I called BA, becaase my dad is staying with him, and he hadn't heard from my dad either and said that my dad had not returned any of his phone calls in the last few days. Also not a good sign. As much as I complain about my father and as much as we don't along, I worry about him a lot. He works alone out in the woods where most cell phones don't work and if anything was to happen to him it is very possible no one would know for days. But it turned out he was fine. He had just over slept and his cell phone was broken. I even hugged him. He was happy till he realized that we had been worried about him and then got upset that we had worried about him. So with much effort and yelling (but I only fell once). We got everything out of my room and into my dad's pick-up. Although a lot of it was also in my mom's car from when we thought BA might have to come move some of my stuff. His pick-up is not nearly as big as my dad's. My dad brought me an autographed hat. Apparently some race car driver had been in town and stopped at the restaurant my dad eats at all the time (he has both a breakfast and a lunch named after him on the menu), and he got me an autographed hat. I know nothing about NASCAR or who that driver was but its still cool. My mom got a hat too (not from my dad) because the driver that had stopped at the restaurant had been on his way to the grocery store my mom works at in the next town over for a fund-raiser and energy drink promotion. But her hat is not autographed. Anyway, When we were done my dad and I went to go get lunch. We had an hour to kill before my formal check out at 1. The problem was that it takes 30 minutes to go from campus to BA's house, so there was no way we could go get ready for graduation and be back in time for my check out. But I had to be at the staging area at 2:15 (graduation was at 3)so there was no way we could wait till my check out and then go to BA's house to get ready either. So we sent my dad away so he could go get ready. I got ready in the public toilet and my mother got ready in my room. By the time I was ready it was time to check out. I checked out then mom and I hung out by the car taking pictures till I had to got to the staging area.
At the staging area, the AAA students go their name cards to give to the announcer and then lined up by major. We talked and took pictures and compared hats. Then we marched in a long procession to the graduation area. we took our seats in groups of 19 and then looked through the programs waiting for the circus to start. My name was spelt wrong, but I was warned about that the day before. Then the speakers started talking, and talking and talking repetitively, endlessly. Then each department was called up and when it was your turn you handed your name card to the announcer, he asked you how to pronounce your name, he said it our loud into the microphone and then you walked across the stage. When you got to the other end your department head handed you an empty diploma cover and then the dean of the AAA school shook your hand and away you went to go stand in line until your department had got all their "diplomas" and then you all sat down and watched all the other departments go. And somewhere in there you should have been cheering for all your friends. Then everyone threw their hats in the air.
Then the real fun began. About 1500 people came to the AAA graduation and I had to go find my parents, BA and HA. But guess who I found instead? My grandmother! She came! And better yet she knew where everyone else was, (no one sat together). So once we where all together again, plus my aunt and grandmother, we took lots of pictures. Then we went to our seperate vehicles (my mom's car, my aunts car, and BA's pickup)and my the long trek out to BA & HA's house. My mother's and Aunt's cars got to the house long before BA and crew did. So we took more pictures. They live out in the country away from everything and my grandmother insisted I take a picture of Cloud. Cloud was not very co-operative. Then the gang in the white pickup finally showed up so we went inside. And BA made everyone drinks (this is where the story gets weird. Its my party yet all I'm drinking is coke while everyone else is having high powered cocktails). BA and HA give my grandmother and aunt the grand tour while I talk with dad and my mother is already very obviously drunk and she hasn't finished her first drink. After some more talking my aunt and grandmother had to leave. Then there was more talking and BA foolishly gave my mother a second drink. Of course everyone else was on their 3rd, except me. (my mother is a major light weight and she was in the company of very hearty drinkers and I chose to babysit my mother instead of having fun) And we have a very amazing dinner that BA cooked. After dinner we had triple chocolate cake and toasts. And then the party really started. At one point my dad went to sleep on the couch and my mother passed out in GCA's room. BA was...well he was everywhere. HA and I stayed up looking up some information online about a plate from Finland she has. She is very into all things Finnish, of course that might have something to do with the fact that she is Finnish. But anyway while I was showing off my mad research skills (hello Art History major!) I finally had a whiskey and Coke. When we where done HA told me that I could hang out on the computer all night if I wanted but I went to bed instead. I had been up since 6:30 and hadn't slept the 2 days before. So I made my way to the drum room and crashed. All and all despite a few tense moments, green hair comments, and getting a little sun burnt, it was a pretty good day. It was really a lot more fun then I described. If you want details you are gonna have to ask.
website of the day: http://www.modernhumorist.com/mh/0203/moviecliche/moviecliche.mp3
From June 16th:
The day started at 6:30 in the morning to finish packing and cleaning my room which was going very well until we realized that my dad was three hours late. Which is very unlike him. I called all his numbers and got no answer. So, then I called BA, becaase my dad is staying with him, and he hadn't heard from my dad either and said that my dad had not returned any of his phone calls in the last few days. Also not a good sign. As much as I complain about my father and as much as we don't along, I worry about him a lot. He works alone out in the woods where most cell phones don't work and if anything was to happen to him it is very possible no one would know for days. But it turned out he was fine. He had just over slept and his cell phone was broken. I even hugged him. He was happy till he realized that we had been worried about him and then got upset that we had worried about him. So with much effort and yelling (but I only fell once). We got everything out of my room and into my dad's pick-up. Although a lot of it was also in my mom's car from when we thought BA might have to come move some of my stuff. His pick-up is not nearly as big as my dad's. My dad brought me an autographed hat. Apparently some race car driver had been in town and stopped at the restaurant my dad eats at all the time (he has both a breakfast and a lunch named after him on the menu), and he got me an autographed hat. I know nothing about NASCAR or who that driver was but its still cool. My mom got a hat too (not from my dad) because the driver that had stopped at the restaurant had been on his way to the grocery store my mom works at in the next town over for a fund-raiser and energy drink promotion. But her hat is not autographed. Anyway, When we were done my dad and I went to go get lunch. We had an hour to kill before my formal check out at 1. The problem was that it takes 30 minutes to go from campus to BA's house, so there was no way we could go get ready for graduation and be back in time for my check out. But I had to be at the staging area at 2:15 (graduation was at 3)so there was no way we could wait till my check out and then go to BA's house to get ready either. So we sent my dad away so he could go get ready. I got ready in the public toilet and my mother got ready in my room. By the time I was ready it was time to check out. I checked out then mom and I hung out by the car taking pictures till I had to got to the staging area.
At the staging area, the AAA students go their name cards to give to the announcer and then lined up by major. We talked and took pictures and compared hats. Then we marched in a long procession to the graduation area. we took our seats in groups of 19 and then looked through the programs waiting for the circus to start. My name was spelt wrong, but I was warned about that the day before. Then the speakers started talking, and talking and talking repetitively, endlessly. Then each department was called up and when it was your turn you handed your name card to the announcer, he asked you how to pronounce your name, he said it our loud into the microphone and then you walked across the stage. When you got to the other end your department head handed you an empty diploma cover and then the dean of the AAA school shook your hand and away you went to go stand in line until your department had got all their "diplomas" and then you all sat down and watched all the other departments go. And somewhere in there you should have been cheering for all your friends. Then everyone threw their hats in the air.
Then the real fun began. About 1500 people came to the AAA graduation and I had to go find my parents, BA and HA. But guess who I found instead? My grandmother! She came! And better yet she knew where everyone else was, (no one sat together). So once we where all together again, plus my aunt and grandmother, we took lots of pictures. Then we went to our seperate vehicles (my mom's car, my aunts car, and BA's pickup)and my the long trek out to BA & HA's house. My mother's and Aunt's cars got to the house long before BA and crew did. So we took more pictures. They live out in the country away from everything and my grandmother insisted I take a picture of Cloud. Cloud was not very co-operative. Then the gang in the white pickup finally showed up so we went inside. And BA made everyone drinks (this is where the story gets weird. Its my party yet all I'm drinking is coke while everyone else is having high powered cocktails). BA and HA give my grandmother and aunt the grand tour while I talk with dad and my mother is already very obviously drunk and she hasn't finished her first drink. After some more talking my aunt and grandmother had to leave. Then there was more talking and BA foolishly gave my mother a second drink. Of course everyone else was on their 3rd, except me. (my mother is a major light weight and she was in the company of very hearty drinkers and I chose to babysit my mother instead of having fun) And we have a very amazing dinner that BA cooked. After dinner we had triple chocolate cake and toasts. And then the party really started. At one point my dad went to sleep on the couch and my mother passed out in GCA's room. BA was...well he was everywhere. HA and I stayed up looking up some information online about a plate from Finland she has. She is very into all things Finnish, of course that might have something to do with the fact that she is Finnish. But anyway while I was showing off my mad research skills (hello Art History major!) I finally had a whiskey and Coke. When we where done HA told me that I could hang out on the computer all night if I wanted but I went to bed instead. I had been up since 6:30 and hadn't slept the 2 days before. So I made my way to the drum room and crashed. All and all despite a few tense moments, green hair comments, and getting a little sun burnt, it was a pretty good day. It was really a lot more fun then I described. If you want details you are gonna have to ask.
website of the day: http://www.modernhumorist.com/mh/0203/moviecliche/moviecliche.mp3
