June 9, 2011 - 1:00 PM
This quick story is slowly becoming one of my personal favorites of college, and that's a pretty big statement for me because as you can attest, I've had my fair share of good ones. This one might just be a little bit more memorable, though, because everyone has their "I've officially graduated..." story, and I pretty proud of mine.
My last final of college was this morning at 10:00 AM. It was a breezy fifty multiple-choice questions for my Intro to Planning (PPPM 399) course. All I had to do was answer at least half of them correctly and I would pass the class, so I wasn't incredibly nervous. Nonetheless, I woke up at 7:30 as per usual and headed to Café Roma for a cup of coffee and some last minute studying.
Exam time rolled around and I made sure to take my time. I wanted to savor the last few Scantron bubbles of my undergraduate career. I finished up around 11:00 AM, thanked my professor and Graduate Teaching Fellow, and walked triumphantly out of the lecture hall. But my glorious exit certainly didn't end there.
My first stop after the exam was at the Duck Store on corner of 13th and Kincaid where I sold back my textbook for the class. It's not that I didn't enjoy the book, because it's actual one of the better ones I've had, it's just that I didn't have any use for it anymore. With the money I received from selling the book back, a pleasantly lucrative $55 refund, my first purchase was none other than an "Oregon Alumni" t-shirt, like the one pictured above.
When I found the t-shirt they only had sizes large and extra large, so I brought one up to the cashier and politely asked her if they had any mediums in stock. She checked the computer and said, "Yes, if they aren't already out there, then they might be in the back. Would you like me to go check?"
I responded, "Um, would you mind? I sort of just finished my last final. I graduate on Monday. This is a big moment for me."
"Oh, how wonderful! Congratulations! Let me see what I can do." She strolled to the back and returned with my size medium. It was fate.
After proudly donning my new favorite t-shirt. I walked down Kincaid Street to Renny's Landing where I had a victory drink with some other classmates who had also just completed their Intro to Planning exams. Oakshire's Overcast Espresso Stout never tasted so delicious.
And that's all she wrote. Only a couple ceremonies stand between myself and a diploma, but all the hard stuff is out of the way. I imagine I'll have one final blog post before I officially sign off from my Oregon blogging career. Stay tune for highlights from Graduation Day.
Countdown to Graduation: 4 DAYS!!