I'm unemployed in two days. But today I'm enjoying our middle school eighth grade graduation. I don't remember having a ceremony. I'm not bitter or anything though; I didn't particularly enjoy any of my graduations. Although in all honesty, I don't remember my preschool ceremony. Apparently my name was announced followed by, "He wants to be a clown when he grows up." Never did achieve that one, but hey, I got a whole life ahead. What did you want to be when you graduated preschool? Middle school? High school? College? Did it change from station to station? What happens to a dream defered?
P.S. If you're on some sort of middle school graduation committee, just buy a copy of Pomp and Circumstance. There is zero glory in the seventh and eighth grade orchestral version.
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