conGRADUATIONs.

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Last night, I went to my sisters' graduation, a follow Murdoch student I have yet to mention, who has recently finished her forensics course. Earning her a BoF. Which asks the question, how come she gets BoF and I don't get BoIT? I wanna be a BoIT! Also, what the heck is with the plural "Graduands"? When did it switch from Graduates? Did that plural noun remind people to much of "The Graduate?"

Questions aside though, the Murdoch graduation can be quite nice, the speeches didn't go on to long, the Hon. Doctorate winner did not tell his life story, but instead of how Murdoch changed his life. It finished on time, or at least, more on time than most, the ceremony lasting 2.5 hours rather than the standard 4.5, although each name was just read out, you have to do post grad to actually get the audience to know what you did, which makes post grad actually worth something. They walk across the stage and shake the Chancellors' (not Gargemel, who actually is a really awesome speech maker, I'm really sorry about last months post, he's actually a nice guy.) Hand, or in some cases, hug, or in few cases, hug, bow, kiss, shake hands than bow again (That guy must be so happy he finished, seriously he should have got an Hon. Doctorate right there and then for that effort.) there's a few adverts for Murdoch breaking the ceremony up. Okay, that's like seeing an ad for something you just brought, pretty pointless, but more entertaining than some speeches. So lots of names, walking and attention seeking, then me freaking out cause I hear my year 8 & 10 SOSE teachers name. Great, now if I see him again I got to call him Doctor, and sorry about my abismel year 8 effort, a report should be more than two paragraphs (HOW THE HELL DID I GET TO SECOND YEAR UNI? SERIOUSLY? SOMEONE UP THERE MUST NOT JUST LIKE ME, BUT A HAVE A SERIOUS WAGER ON ME OR SOMETHING.) Uh, what else, oh yes, afterwards there's free coffee and cake and you can chat to people, before realising that they are the Gargemel guy and you're totally risiting saying "This is from the guild" OKAY. I KNOW. I REALLY HAVE TO GET OVER THIS STUPID OBSESSION WITH THE V.C. 

The gowns are like death if he got fashion savvy, they're that Murdoch maroon, but a cape, and to get the mortarboard, again, do post grad, and don't chuck it up in the air, or you'll never get it back. with a sash depending on what bachelor, or masters you're getting. Mines going to be green. Odd. You have to wear something under it, which can be roughly seen as the gowns don't close. Girls wear nice dresses, Guys wear ties (and suits hopefully), I'm wearing my "I'm blogging this" shirt, its my last chance to make a statement, and it should be a truthful one, which is where we come to a point of, My Graduation.

Although not for a minimum of one year, the whole spectacle, made for a very reflective time, me one third through my degree witnesses hundreds of people who survived the caffeine late night assignments (I myself had actually reserved this night to do an assignment, ironically, don't worry, it's now got an intro, although it was written about 3ish so its probably all the lyrics to the "Happy Days" theme.), the foam parties and generally the whole uni experience, which made me both envious and but glad I was still living it, it's a great life experience, and what better time then reflecting the ride afterwards, then reflecting on it while your still riding it. And plus I'm doing it without the nostalgia filter yet, so I can still say "My assignments ARE RUBBISH!" rather than "I passed/credited/distinctioned them, so they must've been great."

If you are at a Murdoch graduation in the future and you do hear my name "Lachlan Harris" you have three options

• "He really is blogging this!"
• "DUAL MURDOCH GUY!"
• "He loves Quendas!"
• "Don't fall over"
• "YOU SUCK" - Thank you Brock...

Or just anything, after all I'm not sure about my viewership and this will give me some estimate, and 15 more seconds of fame.

Grafitti of the week:

overhead at graduation

"So going to crash the MITS LAN on Friday"

Seriously, though, all welcome, including gate crashers, just bring your comp and be ready to be totally owned at Puzzle Quest Galactrix.

To the girl I'm stalking doing accounting: Admit it, even you want to come to the LAN.