Friday, April 01, 2005

Commencement/ Graduation

[The following is written for my family and friends... all of whom I love. This composition is spontaneous, but heartfelt. I find myself especially writing to those younger cousins/ siblings of mine who have yet to embark on the journey of adulthood. Luke, Joe, Lauren, Mike, and Matt, you are in my thoughts... live it up, kids. It's great fun.]


Well-- it's finally happened. I have waded through enough paperwork, slipped between the cracks of enough bureaucracies, slept through enough classes, and hammered out just enough essays to finally get out of school.*1 What do I get for all these endeavors? Another piece of paper.*2 Awesome.

But, really, I have done a little more than what I have indicated there. Okay, a lot more.*3 And I have learned a few things, too. One of the most valuable things I think I have learned is how to make lists; another is that I have no way of relating to the world outside of college. Taking these together, I have developed a dual-series course map to succinctly describe my own experiences.

Life Lessons, 101
  • There Is a World Out There.
  • Find it.
  • Ask it questions.
  • Listen.
  • Be patient.
  • Learning Is Fun. (You just gotta find the right department/ teacher/ book/ country/ mentor.)

Tings i lurned at the u'iversitie, 1b*4
  • Protests are a great place to meet funny/ passionate people.
  • Sometimes, you gotta look past the incredibly racist mascot and just root for the team.
  • How to intermittently utilize a genre of verbose yet refined lexicon, how to facilitate the professionalization of the intelligentsia, and how one's grade becomes a benefactor of both.
  • It is all a conspiracy.*5
  • You learn the most from discussions with people you most disagree with.

I could offer these overviews in more detailed syllabi, but I find it more fun to randomly insert my life lessons into everyday conversation.*6 Ask the Vivirito kids how they like it.*7

Anyhow, my purpose of this letter was merely to request RSVPs for my commencement ceremony, held
Friday, May 20 -- 9:00 a.m. -- Greek Theatre -- Berkeley, CA.
So give me a holla if I get to see ya there!


--Elizabeth


*1 Well, not 'officially.' It will take many months before the paperwork goes through, possibly even a year. But I am not holding my breath.

*2 A degree! A Bachelor from the College of Letters and Sciences at UC Berkeley, to be precise. My major? Interdisciplinary Studies: International Communications and Politics.

*3 Paperwork, that is. Without going into the details of the discriminatory policies of the UC system towards out-of-state students, let us just note that it is a pain to transfer.

*4 How to footnote.

*5 This one is particular to Berkeley.

*6 I must take after my father in this manner.

*7 especially Matt. I recall an especially notable conversation.
Me: "Do you know what an IPod is?
Matt: "Oh my god."
Me: "No, really, Matt, do you know what it is?"
[Matt begins walking away.]
Me: "Matt?"
Matt [yelling]: "Why does everything have to be so political with you?! Just let it go! You have to have an opinion about everything!"
Me: "IT'S A STATUS SYMBOL! That's all it is! Like white 20-inch rims for your ears! With spinners!"
Matt [calmly]: "I love when you come home. No, really, I do."
[Matt was thenceforth not seen by me for the duration of my stay at home.]
[Mother is laughing in the kitchen.]

This is how the Vivirito Kids argue. There are really no lingering hard feelings. This conversation was actually just hilarious. I also feel it deserves the following follow-up:

Me: "Kiki, you like it when I come home, right?"
Kiki: "Ummmm...."

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