Its still so weird to me.
I'm no longer a student.
No matter how many times I say that, it doesn't stop feeling surreal.
I'm not gonna lie, I could have done without convocation.
It was crazy boring, and by the time they called my name (and pronounced Lowry wrong no less), I was over it. I wanted that diploma in hand and to get the hell out of there.
It was torture listening to the final names and the final speeches.
Graduation has been strange.
First off, there wasn't really a goodbye of sorts between my friends and I. No sort of finality. We all just kind of left without a word. One minute we're together and now we're not.
Which I suppose is the only way it could be.
But its weird.
Second, I had a lot of people come to support me.
They helped me pack (which was disastrous) and helped me celebrate and explore Boston one last time.
This picture is awesome because we ordered ourselves in amount of education we have received.
Poor little Joshie.
It was really nice of everyone to come though.
Ben and Jesse drove across the country to come.
Julie came from Virginia.
My Aunt Shelly came from Louisiana.
My Uncle Todd and Tyson came from Western Mass.
My parents and Josh flew.
It was nice having people there.
I'm not sure it'll ever feel normal.