So, I crashed my graduation, and it was a little more wonderful than I expected. I felt a little anxious about it at the time, but overall I think it was good that I did it and I’m glad that Pete not only pushed me to walk but brought me to LA, bought my cap, gown and sash and basically did everything besides actually walking for me.
Now, I’m officially a UCLA graduate.
The best part, of course, is that I got my grades back today and, tada: straight A’s! (I’d show you, but I don’t know how to do a screenshot on a Mac…)
We also celebrated Peter’s birthday that weekend in LA. We had a BBQ with his newly engaged friends Matt and Kate, and I got him the Kindle Fire that he wanted.
This past weekend, we went to New York to see and celebrate my brother’s graduation from 8th grade; spent a night in Jersey with my besties, Kristi and Agnus; and then we visited Philadelphia to see the Liberty Bell and eat Philly cheesesteaks.