I'm really tired and stressed so this post may or may not make any sense.
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This last weekend was just fabulous. I'd like to thank everybody who took part in this weekend, either in person, phone, or spirit.

Grades are posted:

I am now officially a B.A. = Bachelor of Arts = Bad Ass

I guess it's better than being a B.S. = Bachelor of Science = Bull Sh*tter

The surprise party was quite surprising. I had suspected that there would be *something* because all my friends started suspiciously calling Anya, but I was pleasantly surprised to find out that the party was at Two Guys on Friday, and that a lot of my family and friends were there to celebrate with me.

Walking into the party room at Two Guys felt a bit like I was walking into the album cover for Sgt. Pepper's. There were all these familiar faces of people that literally mean the world to me, sitting in this room FOR ME!?!?! I felt both honored and humbled at the same time.

I was really caught off guard to see Grandma and Grandpa McKibben. They made a long trek to be there, and I am, and continue to be, happy that I got to see them this weekend. I hope I can make it out to Arizona sometime soon. As Grandpa would say, "That'd be good, okay?"

I did get emotional seeing all my friends in attendance. It's hard knowing that I'm going to be leaving them here in a few days, maybe not to see some of them ever again. I hope I get to see these people, and some people I *know* I'm going to see again, but I bet that there are some people in this town, whom I will never see again. And that's pretty heartbreaking.

The Graduation ceremony itself was like a blur. We sit around and sit around for what seems like hours and hours, and then you shuffle across the stage in what seems like a split second, and then it's back to the incessant sitting while everyone else gets to walk across the stage.

I had planned to make Saturday night a party night, and I did hit a couple parties, but I was too damn tired to really let it all go, so I decided to take in a movie with Luke. One of the unexpected treasures of this past weekend was all the time I got to spend with my brother, Luke. Everytime we hang out, it's as if no time had passed since the last time we hung out, and we pick right back up on all of our inside and not-so-inside jokes.

The rest of the weekend is kind of a blur. I feel happy that I'm all graduated, but it seems like I'm in constant search for some level of "normalcy" again. We'll see how long it takes to get that back.

matt out