Pomp and Circumstance

[rena_librarian]

(Who wants to bet me that there's roughly a million LJ entries with that title right about now?)

Went through graduation rehearsal. It was hot, sweaty, boring, and thanks to alphabetical order I'm next to this fat dude and have to lean over the other way. I imagine that when the real thing happens, when all the speakers actually speak and we don't rush through the names, I'll have a backache at the end of the night.

I hope it rains and we get moved to the church building, because it is just too damn hot to do this outside, 7 PM or no. (Even if the sun was down and it was dark outside, it's so humid it really won't matter. The only time of day that's cool right now is pre-sunrise.) And on the actual night it'll be worse because I'll be in the damn gown that's hotter than hell even IN the AC. We got a little notice telling us to "wear proper attire." ("Commencement is a serious event...blah blah blah") Screw that. I'm wearing my skanky, practically see-through PJ's under my gown and I'll CHANGE afterwards. (I think, really, that they just don't want us wearing flip-flops, since shoes are the only bit of your outfit that show.) Or maybe I'll just go commando. (No. Not really. Stop imagining it.)

Damn. I'll have to shave my legs for this, won't I?

Robert and I had lunch afterwards, and I think I got him in trouble by making him late. I hope not. *meep!*

Since it seems no one else is having a party *coughrobertcough*, I may have cake-and-punch (ice cream cake, spammit!) at the house afterward. It won't be exactly what I would think of as a good time, but it's an excuse to have an ice cream cake. ^_^

On the bright side, they actually said my name right. (Which is good, because at the academic awards my certificate said to Sarah Shrable. Could they have gotten it MORE wrong? Which reminds me, I need to get that fixed!)

In Elijah news... My God, no, not again! Didn't he learn his lesson the FIRST time? I hope it's not true. *headdesk*

I'm heading home to take a nap before the new Lost, which, according to lost-media.com, is about...damn. Ana Lucia. Well, at least maybe we'll see something about the father of her child. (Which, admittedly, is pretty much the only thing about her that's got me curious.)

Comments

[thehobbitwaffle.livejournal.com]

Do you have to go to this graduation thing? I'm not showing up for my high school grad! Give me the damn diploma and I hope I never see you all ever again.

I opened that in my email today and screamed. Elijah, NO! GAH!

[rena-librarian.livejournal.com]

I nearly screamed, only restrained myself 'cause I'm inthe library.

Um, no, I really don't have to, but Mom and Dad want me to. *facepalm*

[thehobbitwaffle.livejournal.com]

Blegh. Parents.

I'm sad 'cause my mom is going into Vancouver for a few days again and all I get to hear is my Brother and Father bicker for the duration of her going away.
They are far too similar. Mind you, I'd be bickering with my dad all the time if he took such a personal interest on how I dress, eat, sleep and clean. He just doesn't understand me, therefore I'm left alone. Hah!

[rena-librarian.livejournal.com]

Yay for incomprehensible...ness!

[thehobbitwaffle.livejournal.com]

At least he doesn't try. It would suck if he took interest in me XD

[rena-librarian.livejournal.com]

*nods* I know the feeling.

[thehobbitwaffle.livejournal.com]

Yay! Similar-ness!

[darkest-crocus.livejournal.com]

O.o idiots. Well. Remember, they tried to call me Lawyer all during mine. -_- Idiots.

[rena-librarian.livejournal.com]

Poor you. One of the benefits of being married, at least now you only have one last name to worry about.

[eol-mithrandir.livejournal.com]

A fat guy huh? Well at least you don't have to worry about being that fat guy (like I) Thankfully there was an empty chair to my right so at least only one fellow graduate had to worry about "sitting next to this fat dude." I am not offended if you thought that so far, I am just giving you a few "on the bright sides". And I would have liked to come to your party, but yet again before I could get the words out of my mouth (you were there) my mom answered with a resounding, "NO!"

I, too, was afraid of my name being mispronounced if not misspelled(sp?) as well. For my name seems to be very difficult for people to understand (a curse upon the Jaggers name, I presume) I always been known on documentation as Robert Jassers, Jaffers, Jablers, and the most common Jagger (I AM NOT RELATED TO MICK! CARNSARNIT!!!) but in speaking most people pronounce it Jaegars (Yaygers) I understand the sterotypical assumption that is German, which I am, but that is not how it is pronounced. And it is really hard when doing Geneological research because of such a thing (I get into that every now and then) And whats with the "*coughrobertcough*"? Like I don't have a life! It's true! *Cries uncontrollably* (not really, I hardly ever cry)

[rena-librarian.livejournal.com]

I was kind of worried, actually, when I saw how close the chairs were. I was afraid the person on the OTHER side of me would blame the crowded-ness on me.

S'okay. Not much of a party, really. And I figured you would probably have out-of-town family that you were obligated to go hang with. ^_-

My name was spelt right on the card they gave us, but in my case that doesn't help. I still get people thinking it's pronounced straw-bell. >_<

If you had been having a party I would've come to yours rather than having one meself. No worries. I really don't have a life. XD