Pomp and Circumstance
May. 3rd, 2006 12:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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.)
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.)
