Today was Banana's graduation ceremony. Hubby went out with me, because he has several friends that graduated too.
Actually, today should have been my husband's graduation day. Right out of highschool, he went into that very college, taking a degree in audio engineering. Three quarters of the way through his first year, the school announced that they were cancelling that program, and only third year students would be able to finish. Frustrated, and unable to take the program he wanted, my then-boyfriend finished his first year and went into a completely different trade. He couldn't transfer to another school, without taking another four years, because his first year was very Bible-focused, and those credits didn't transfer.
It's been three years since then, and several guys who were in their first year with him graduated today. Thinking about that was a little bittersweet, because I wonder how much would be different now if he had finished out his degree there. At the very least, I would have to work a lot more, and we would owe a lot more money. At the very worst, we wouldn't have gotten married. Who knows? When one thing changes, so many other things can...
Anyways... So we watched a few of our friends graduate. It was long, boring, and minorly interesting at certain parts. I counted how many girls wore heels, because Banana had mentioned they were specifically told not to wear heels. There were six. 64 women graduated, and 58 of them managed to wear flats.
PS, bonus points to anyone who caught the Friends reference...
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