Legally Blind Observations

What a day. Thanks to all you lovely folks offering congratulations, I really appreciate it. The ceremony was nice (but long, and it was slavery hot outside), and then Waldy and Maria and I took some pictures and then Waldy and my families went out for lunch, then I saw my grandma and then came home, took a nap, and went to see the Avengers again (sober this time!) with my Dad. 

And now, I make some playlists, re-sync my iPod, and go to sleep. Haha. 

‘Choo know bout graduatin’, sucka!?

Waldy found a pizza place that he didn’t know he owned on 6th avenue in Manhattan. He is pleased.

No Avengers tonight, but apparently going to a club instead where one of Waldy’s friends has a room until midnight? I can get down with that.

Also, this will most likely be the last picture I take in this room/building. Careful observers will notice that the fridge and TV are gone. I dunno what we’re gonna do with that foam finger up over the door (honestly this is the first time I’ve noticed it in the past couple days), but yeah. All I have left in here are the clothes I’m wearing tomorrow under my gown, my iPod, alarm clock, bedding and toiletries. And  this computer. Everything else went home with the folks today.

It’s been real, St. John’s. Real expensive, but real. 

Woke up to no bowls or spoons but plenty of cereal and hunger. But I got this. I’m a college graduate. Ingenuity is my middle name.

3.6 for the semester (A, A, A-, B+, B) and a 3.2 cumulative, which isn’t awful, considering some of the shit I had to deal with these past four years that kinda impeded on my academic prowess.

I am content. And going back to sleep. Haha.

• Clean the bathroom
• Throw out all the crap I’m not taking home with me (papers, etc.)
• Figure out what we’re gonna do with all this gotdamn food (eating it may be impractical at this point haha)
• Clean the kitchen/common room
• Nap
• Divvy up the Skittles/Jolly Ranchers vodka
• Chill

Whew. Tomorrow I’m going to a graduation mass with my folks, then getting hammered with Waldy and going to see the Avengers again, and then going out to shenaniganize some more. I’m relying heavily on my anti-hangover powers tomorrow night, because I have to be up at 7 and cap’d and gown’d on campus by 8 on Sunday morning. 

Challenge accepted.

Started about ten minutes ago and felt no nostalgia. 

Like a bawss.

I got a B+ in Global Crime. Meh. So far I’ve got an A in Music Theory and I/O Psych and a B+ in Global Crime, so that’s a 3.76 so far. I’m waiting on Criminology and Organized Crime. Fingers crossed for dat 3.9 I guess. 

Meh. Now I go back to sleep.

We gonna be stylin’ on ‘em come Sunday ya smell meh?

$10 DINNER BOX FROM PIZZA HUT

IS THIS WHAT GRADUATING HAS DONE TO US!?

And with that last final, Studybeard’s service comes to an end. He was an invaluable asset to my final studying endeavors and he will be missed. The last thing he said was “wake me up when you need me.” He’s the Master Chief of studying-related facial hair. I was trying not to shed the single manly tear in the first picture, and trying to be happy in the second one because I know that’s what he’d want.

And yes, I’m aware I’m ridiculous. 

So this is what being a college graduate feels like. I expected more… bacon

Fred and Studybeard vs. the Criminology Final

As evident from our clearly devil-may-care nonchalant cavalier expression, we’re not too worried.