Walking and/or Limping

So today was the big day. I graduated. The fam came to town and everyone threw their little after parties. I got to Read Arena and they sent me to the handicapped section since I'm on crutches. I examined the row of thirty chairs to the side of the student section and they assured me that this was where all of the handicapped students would sit, very comforting. It turns out that I was the only handicapped student. Luckily, Beene and Polk directly in front of me and I sat with them for half of the ceremony. I actually was able to ditch the crutches and limp across the stage. All of the important people on stage asked me if I could make it. One lady in a purple and black gown said, "Bless you" as I hobbled down the stairs.

Of course something has to go wrong for me on something important like this. I opened my diploma tube only to find a note from the registrar's office. It turns out that the transfer course I took this semester hasn't transferred yet. Figures. I'll have to go get my $40,000 piece of paper on Monday.

After the ceremony I went to Jenn's house where her family was celebrating. I got to introduce my parents. The Petersen's never miss an opportunity to party. Everyone was dancing to oldies and drinking light beer. A classic Petersen moment. Later, David called me and said, "We're getting drunk at Julie's." I proptly rushed over for a girly drink marathon followed by some cheesy board games.

Everyone's question is,"What are you doing now that you're done?" My answer is,"Hell if I know." That's the truth. Stay tuned for details.