My Damn Musings To Go

I'll keep doing this over and over until I get it… wrong

These very long, sometimes steamy events (since they’re almost always in June) can be atrocious. Nothing in these ceremonies are short, the speeches are predictable, the acoustics are indecipherable, and they usually include those loud, rude, self-centered, screeching, whooping, big-hatted mama-people to boot. Then, there’s the diploma handout ceremony itself … as 900 students stand in line to receive theirs ……. a ……. single ……. student ……. at ……. a ……. time. And, you’re there to see only ONE of the 900!

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