Grad Alley

I went...I saw...I said 'fuck it' and holed myself up in Dojo with the parentals and watched the fireworks in Gould Plaza from there.

Seriously, that many people, practically KILLING each other to get their hands on "free stuff" from NYU?

*Shudder*

Tomorrow morning. Commencement in Washington Square Park. I'm trying to figure out where I can hide my cell phone, notebook (Sitting in WSP for 3 hours? You'd bring a notebook too, if you were smart. This is quickly becoming like my high school commencement all over again...), keys, and wallet under my robe (curse you female clothing for having no pockets!!!! CURSE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!!!)

My gown is ironed, but my cap is too big. I forsee many a comical quick-slid-over-my-eyes.

I'm graduating tomorrow. And right now, I can't think of anything pithy or deep to say for it.

Oh, besides THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING IS PURPLE!!! FUCKING PWN!!!!!



*pulls self together*

Ahem.

It's the little things in life.

EDIT:

Supposedly my stomach couldn't handle the awesomeness that was Max Brenner Chocolate (the parentals and I went there after grad alley for dessert). Now I'm awake, and wish it was 6 rather than 4 am, as I am bored and want to get a move on this day already.

Quick! Someone move up time about two hours!