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This is just a picture of my grandparents and I at the Baccalaureate Mass Reception on Sunday.  They came up from North Carolina to come to graduation, and it was very exciting to have them on campus with me.
Especially my grandfather.  He went to Boston College, too (Class of ‘58, and his 50th reunion actually happened the same weekend I graduated high school and was on my way to BC).  He was pre-med, stayed a fifth year to get his Masters in Biology, then went to UVM and became a surgeon (we clearly have different interests).  But it was great to walk around campus with him, even though the past few years have not been so kind on his health and we had to go slowly.  He was still full of stories, my favorite being how he managed to cheat during a Latin exam held in the Irish Hall in Gasson.
He also couldn’t stop comparing how different BC looked from his day.  Back then, all they had was the main quad (science stuff used to be done in Devlin) and the Dustbowl was the football stadium.  Lower was still the reservoir.  But one thing that has clearly never changed is my grandfather’s love of and excitement for all things BC, which is part of why I never really looked anywhere else.
And I feel like I might have jumped the gun by wearing my little red eagle pin for alumni, but they’d already given it to us at the champagne toast and I was just very excited to be joining the likes of my grandfather.
Also, I’m posting this in the middle of the night because I’m having emotions, and this seemed more constructive than eating cupcakes and crying while scrolling through graduation pictures on Facebook.

This is just a picture of my grandparents and I at the Baccalaureate Mass Reception on Sunday.  They came up from North Carolina to come to graduation, and it was very exciting to have them on campus with me.

Especially my grandfather.  He went to Boston College, too (Class of ‘58, and his 50th reunion actually happened the same weekend I graduated high school and was on my way to BC).  He was pre-med, stayed a fifth year to get his Masters in Biology, then went to UVM and became a surgeon (we clearly have different interests).  But it was great to walk around campus with him, even though the past few years have not been so kind on his health and we had to go slowly.  He was still full of stories, my favorite being how he managed to cheat during a Latin exam held in the Irish Hall in Gasson.

He also couldn’t stop comparing how different BC looked from his day.  Back then, all they had was the main quad (science stuff used to be done in Devlin) and the Dustbowl was the football stadium.  Lower was still the reservoir.  But one thing that has clearly never changed is my grandfather’s love of and excitement for all things BC, which is part of why I never really looked anywhere else.

And I feel like I might have jumped the gun by wearing my little red eagle pin for alumni, but they’d already given it to us at the champagne toast and I was just very excited to be joining the likes of my grandfather.

Also, I’m posting this in the middle of the night because I’m having emotions, and this seemed more constructive than eating cupcakes and crying while scrolling through graduation pictures on Facebook.

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I think I should have prepared more for the spring concert.

It’s Nelly and Third Eye Blind, and currently, I’ve paid $30 to hear Semi-Charmed Life because I really don’t know very much by either.

And planning our drinking before going in has been a bit of a hassle because the doors open so early, and there’s a huge gap of time between them closing and the show actually starting.  This is obviously part of BC’s attempt to decrease drinking, but really it’s just annoying.  Drunk or not, I hate waiting that long for things, and even though I already ate dinner, I have a bad feeling that I’m going to get hungry during the show but I refuse to buy anything there and I don’t really have anything to sneak in.  This has been a struggle.  The show better be worth it.

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Wait…we still do school pictures in college??? Why was I not given this memo?

Oh, no, haha!  Seniors just take pictures for the yearbook.  I got mine done like the week before Thanksgiving (and since it was a Thursday last semester, it was obviously raining and my hair was a mess and the yearbook office is down the creepy hallway on the first floor of McElroy, so it was an ordeal), and they sent the proofs like almost a couple months ago.  I only just got around to ordering a few pictures for my family now.  I should probably look into actually getting the yearbook, too…

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