choose love, not genocide

well, i've graduated. it's surreal, and i can't really put it into words, so i'll just put up a bunch of pictures from the weekend...


before commencement at ryan field


the graduates


freshmen roommates, three years later


next year's roomies


brent requested to be put on the blog, so here he is with his crazy light-up mortarboard...


...and here again after the school of communication convocation.


as my-van was taking this pic, she asked me, "are you bending your knees?" i was not. i'm really just that short. or they're all freakishly tall. and i was even wearing heels!


my first experience with shuffleboard, at nevin's for brent's grad party


my grad dinner


today, mv and i enjoyed some specialties of chicago: lake michigan and chicago-style hot dogs


we've driving back home tomorrow, so it's my last night in evanston. thanks northwestern, for enriching my life more than i could have ever imagined. i'll miss the school and everyone terribly, but it's on to the next step. i've loved every minute i've had here, but there must be bigger and brighter things on the horizon.