When my brother graduated grade 8, his teacher gave him the famous Dr Seuss book, Oh The Places You’ll Go! I thought it was only fitting that yesterday when unnecessarily browsing Winners, I found a box of notecards with that exact message on them. I always liked the book because it seemed to encourage new possibilities without outright telling you what to do. It’s all up to you 🙂
Yesterday was my convocation (graduation) day. A few months ago I made the decision to not attend the ceremony or any part of convocation for that matter. I felt that for many people this is a happy day where they can celebrate and feel some sort of nostalgia for the years past. There’s noting wrong with that, but the thing is, I couldn’t be gone fast enough. As I’ve mentioned multiple times on here I’m sure, university was definitely not the best time of my life at all and I didn’t really have that awesome super fun, experience where I left with a feeling of accomplishment. I left feeling I should have got my ish together ages ago and had a better idea of what I was doing.
|Props to best friends who let you borrow their gown and flowers for photos ♥|
The strange thing is that I did end up going and I did enjoy it. On Saturday my friend asked me to come to take some pictures with her after the ceremony. I got all dressed up as you do, with the makeup and heels and flowy skirt. As I was heading there, I found was actually getting excited. It turned out to be a lovely afternoon spent with her family taking photos and eating free food. She even let me put on her hood and gown to take a few photos so I could pretend like I actually paid for it 😛 When I left, I left pretty happy and thankful. Perhaps I was glad that I did experience that closure; this portion of my life is done, and it really wasn’t all that bad. Now I’m onto the next. I’m glad I went.
Congrats to myself and everyone else who has graduated! I’ll leave you with some Dr Seuss wisdom: