It was a completely different feeling here than it might have been in Tally. The day of my last Tallahassee exam there was so much buildup. A year and a half of work capped with two weeks of living under the fluorescent lights of club Stroz (Strozier library turns into "club Stroz" during exam week) and unhealthy amounts of coffee. Going into the last exam was nerve wracking, leaving was a strange mixture of relief, residual adrenaline and anxiety about my next move. Watching my sister and others walk at graduation looked like an equally intense, albeit much more prideful experience.
Study abroad in Tianjin, China did not pack the same emotional punch. Study guides were given a few days before the exams and nobody really sweated them. We don't have access to the library so studying was nothing like at home. The main area in dorm building B only has two large tables so it was more collegial and lighthearted. Moreover, at the graduation ceremony only a handful of us were actually graduating so it didn't matter all that much. Some people some dressed up, others dawned a tie and sandals and yet more stuck to standard fare t-shirts. But globetrotting trumps walking so this is it for me. That in mind, I went to Binjiang Dao the day before, purchased a tie and shirt and at 8:30 in the morning donned my new tailored suit unshowered and hungover as all get out. Just like my high-school graduation, "Ba" came before everyone else's last name alphabetically so I got to graduate first in my class. ;)
Study abroad in Tianjin, China did not pack the same emotional punch. Study guides were given a few days before the exams and nobody really sweated them. We don't have access to the library so studying was nothing like at home. The main area in dorm building B only has two large tables so it was more collegial and lighthearted. Moreover, at the graduation ceremony only a handful of us were actually graduating so it didn't matter all that much. Some people some dressed up, others dawned a tie and sandals and yet more stuck to standard fare t-shirts. But globetrotting trumps walking so this is it for me. That in mind, I went to Binjiang Dao the day before, purchased a tie and shirt and at 8:30 in the morning donned my new tailored suit unshowered and hungover as all get out. Just like my high-school graduation, "Ba" came before everyone else's last name alphabetically so I got to graduate first in my class. ;)
The other FSU grads who didn't get to walk: Sam, myself, Austin, Kaylan and Jon.
My Tianjin Foreign Studies University graduation trinket certified with some sort of official looking commie stamp. Of course, after blowing your nose you have to get the used tissue commie stamped three times so it's not that big of a deal.
My 4.0 is now in the hands of this man and this man alone. Hopefully Dr. Lan hooks it up.
The urinals at Morakot where we will be celebrating/erasing all memories of the past four years in the next few hours. That Chinese dudes apparently want imagine white women taking pictures of them taking a leak is pretty creepy.
At least the sink is cool. This is common in China, one sink with about a zillion faucets. They also sell glowstick lollipops!
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