After three years of watching my friends walk across the FMA stage and shake Dr. Jones’s hand, it was finally my turn.
My part of the ceremony went quickly. Since I was in the back of the graduates, I got to watch most everyone go before me. Then we had our cue to stand and walk up. The lights gave everything on stage a hazy appearance. I kept reminding myself: stay on the red line, stand up straight, smile!
I think I was the only one to shake Dr, Weir’s hand. Technically we weren’t supposed to, but I really wanted to do it. He didn’t seem to mind.
After a few brief moments, it was over and I could relax in my seat until the ceremony was over.
And now I am not longer a college student. “Real Life” has begun.