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#13 - get my M.A.!

Having a graduate degree in English is a weird thing for the following reasons:

     1) There is absolutely no way to tell someone you have one without sounding super full of yourself.
     2) When people DO find out you have one, almost always their next response is either "So...are you going to teach?"* or "Wow, I guess I'll have to watch how I talk around you!" (The response to both is "That's really not what I got this degree for, but it's cute you think that.")

So, pretention and way too much caffeine aside, I got my M.A.!


The ceremony was very different from what I'm used to (read: SVU graduation), but it wasn't bad sitting through the hours of undergraduate names once I realized that the hundreds of people in the stadium were all taking pictures and generally not paying attention.

We had to wait outside in the hot before we could go into the stadium. Out in the hot with those itchy white hoods that catch all the makeup sweating off your face.
Second row! Grad students get to go first.
All the "afterwards" pictures are on another memory card that I'm too lazy to go get, so just picture me outside in a dress trying to keep the wind from causing a lot of indecent exposure in front of my parents. And then we went to Sweet Tomatoes, which is the best pasta/soup/salad place in the whole world.

And then the next week I got to come home after work like a regular person and not make a mad dash up to campus every night. And everyone lived happily ever after!


*Not to take away from how awesome teachers are, of course. It just gets old with people asking you all the time. Like...really old. Please stop asking me.

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  1. Yeah, I'll be sure to talk good around you more...

    Dang it!

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