It’s honestly not an exaggeration to say that I might pass out at graduation this Sunday from some heat-related illness due to all of the things I’ll be carrying.
That sounds like I’m looking for an excuse to brag, but I swear I’m not.
The Department of Communications commencement is going to be held out on the Cal State Fullerton baseball stadium, which means it’ll be three-ish hours in the sun. On top of my cap and gown I’ll have the college’s stole and my Comm Awards winnings; the Honors stole; and now a Kappa Tau Alpha tassel, medal and pin.
Dr. Rizzo said she’ll be able to pick me out of the crowd with a magnet, and I don’t doubt her on that.
Induction into the Kappa Tau Alpha National Honor Society for Mass Communications happened this morning, giving me those trinkets you see in my Featured Image.
However, while that seems like a subject I’d have a lot to say about… I kind of don’t?
It was a lovely luncheon that Dr. Andi Stein and other members of the Comm Department put on, where I joined 25 people being inducted on account of their “excellence in academic work.”
It’s a sweet little resume filler, and I got to say hi to a few faculty members while I was there. Plus, there was food:
So who am I to complain?
Unfortunately, the luncheon was kind of downplayed because I had to leave within the first fifteen minutes.
It’s not that I wanted to just dine-and-dash, but my Cognitive Psychology final happened to be scheduled at noon on the same day where I had a fancy event at 11:30 a.m.
As soon as that final ended, I had to cross campus to finish the arc I established yesterday by picking up parking passes for graduation.
Everyone understood my need to scram, but I still felt bad about it. When there are only 24 other inductees it’s not easy to slip out unnoticed.
It all worked out by the end, however. I got the tassel and my psych final wasn’t horrible (I self-calculated getting an 80 percent at the lowest), which means I’ve officially completed my psychology minor requirements.
Though that doesn’t mean I’m done with school just yet.
My online final for Comm Law — the class I’m worried about — should be opening soon.
Once that’s out of the way, I’ll dive headstrong into my Gaming in American Culture paper.
So there are still a few steps, but I’m that much closer to getting my degree.
Unless of course I die of heat stroke at the ceremony, in which case I suppose this will all have been for naught.
But you all know I can’t die at the ceremony. If I did, there would be nobody to write a cringe-filled blog post about what an amazing time I had celebrating my academic achievement to bury deep-rooted fears about transitioning into the professional world.
We can’t have that.