Jennifer, ESQ

Well its official, I am a university graduate! Can I get a 'Whoot Whoot'! Graduation was an interesting and eventful day, full of smiles, laughter and eye rolling. First there was a grad rehearsal which comprised of us sitting out in the freezing cold filling out surveys for the university. The grad was outside, its a tradition at STU and unless it is raining, the events will be held outside. So we froze outside for about an hour, then Mel and I went to get some much needed food at the ever popular Diplomat. Then it was off to get ready for the real grad. Not too much eventful happened until we started lining up in order. Now, unfortunatly, honours students like myself were left for the very end, unlike other grads I have been to where they go first! Whatever! I guess STU feels like if honours students go at the end, the grad is ending with a bang! The criminology department is 2nd in line, only anthropology was ahead. At first I was releived that the anthro guy showed up, that way I wouldnt be the first honours student to graduate (I dont know why I had a problem with this!). Then he opened his mouth. This guy was the most annoying person I have ever some across in my life. I know I say that about just about everybody, but seriously, this guy took the cake. I'm going to steal something from Chris here to demonstrate what a douche bag this guy was.

Red flag #1 - he was a loudtalker. You know, the kind of guys who feel the need to talk as loud as possible, probably in a sad and unsuccessful attempt to show how cool they are.
Red flag #2 - he had balls/gall. He got up and left the ceremony, not once, not twice, but three times people! First, he had to pee. Now we had 1 hour of standing around before the grad started but I guess he didnt feel that it would have been a good idea to do it then. Second, he was thirsty. You know what? So was I, but I sat in my seat and waited until the grad was over. Third (and my personal favourite) the dry heave. Now he was nice enough to leave before the heaving started, but I was lucky enough to be treated to 2 dry heaves once he came back.
Red flag #3 - the comment guy. This guy had commentary on just about everything that anyone said. Now I know I am guilty of this myself at times, but I can keep my mouth shut in front of 500 strangers who dont give a flying fuck!
Red flag #4 - the rocker dude. His long lushious (read - greasy) locks flowed past his shoulders and down his back. Now this should have been my first red flag, and I guess it was, but I thought I would organize my red flags in order of annoyance.

OK, so that is just the beginning of my graduation commentary. I will finish my day in review later.

Jenn