G-Day
15 Aug
I’ve gotta do the whole graduating thang later today. I’m not particularly looking forward to it, it will be long and boring except for the 4.5 minutes that it will take me and the three or so other people I will know there cross the stage. You gotta do what you gotta do, right? Jac will be there as well as D’Olds, D’Brother and gf and D’Nanny, Wifey is also coming and SusieQ is coming to dinner afterwards so I am feeling rather loved at the moment.
I went shopping this morning for something to wear. The plan was to buy something warm for tonight because it’s fucking freezing in Brisbane at the moment…but I came home with this oversized, slouchy silk top. I think it might be warmer to wrap myself in fly screen but it looks awesome and I just love it. Plus, it was on sale (of course!) and was only $50, score! If I look pained in any of the grad pics I put up, it’s because my blood has crystallized. I also got another top (also on sale, $20) and a dress. It’s a floaty, cotton dress which is absolutely shitty for the weather at the moment but totally fantastic for Tokyo, and that was only $35 (sale, too). All in all, I love Myer and I love not paying full price.
I’ve been chatting to my hero quite a bit lately, busily planning and preparing for the big “D’Jen Does Tokyo” trip. I was saying today that I just have a feeling that one school in particular (specifically the best international school in Tokyo) will want me. It doesn’t make sense but I just feel like they will want me. Deanne said she has the same feeling, I am hoping quite desperately it must mean it’s true. If you would all cross your fingers and toes very tightly until the Friday after next, I’d be most appreciative.
I should probably go and tart myself up now, graduates have to be at the ceremony two hours early to rehearse and get robed up and junk. I like the fact that everyone in attendance today will be awarded, at the very least, with a bachelor degree but yet we are still apparently not smart enough to figure out how to line up and walk across the stage when our name is called, and therefore must practice before our guests arrive. Hmmm, I smell irony?
Back later this weekend with pictures of me and my wanky mortarboard. Woo!
Let me know if there was a lightbulb moment of ‘Done!’ during the ceremony?
I can’t wait for mine, only because it will mean that study is OVAH – I know it’s going to be boring. But HOORAY for new clothes!!
Enny, to be honest, not really. I suppose because I actually *finished* months ago and have been able to work as a graduate since July so it was really only getting the piece of paper. It was ok but the robes were shitty and heavy and kept sliding off and it was long and boring, I’d rather just get my paper in the mail