Will rain on my day?
Will we get there in time? Let's see... graduation is at 9am, I need to wake up at 5am and start to get ready. Oh wait... I have to pick up my mom, better wake up at 4am just in case.
Please, don't let my furfaces jump on my gown. I love them so, but don't want paw prints on my butt as I walk across the stage.
Please, what ever you do, don't trip and fall as you walk. Don't want to end up on AFV.
Is my family gonna embarrass me as my name is called?
Wait, does the tassel go on the right side of left?
They will have my diploma there, won't they? They better. After all the crap I went through...
I need to bobby pin the hat on but, what if we end up tossing our hats?
Oh crap...if we do toss our hats... I'll end up with "hat hair". Ok, just don't take the hat off for anything.
I hope is Kevin proud of me. ... look at his face... yeah, that says it all. Should have never questioned it.
I need to buy a frame for this one so it can be put next to my high school one. My word... didn't realize that the paper turned colors a little. Has it been that long? Let's see... Class of 1992... and now Class of 2005. I'm an 'ol fart! ... What was I thinking???
I can't believe I went for being a proud "underachiever" in 1992, to graduating with full honors in 2005. And being on the National Dean's List at that. Well what do you know, you CAN teach an 'ol dog new tricks.
Boy, if only some of the Class of '92 can see me now... EAT YOUR HEARTS OUT DUDES!!!!!!!!