Giving my stole of gratitude to the man who help me the most, lifted me higher, strengthened me, and believed in me. And he is darn handsome, to boot.
Walking across the stage felt like pageant walking (head up, shoulders back, don't forget to smile and make it look natural, DON'T TRIP!).
Lots of cheers and "GO MOM!" and woot-woots.
Being thrilled for myself and my sister CSEDers (Dave, you also count as a sister CSEDer, brother). We worked so hard for this!
In awe of my family's love for me.
In awe of the extravagant flowers they presented to me as I walked out with my fellow students. Whoa, does a tiara come with this?
Wishing my parents could have been there. They will be in two years when I get my M.S.