Graduate

It's Saturday evening I was on Facebook and noticing all of these photos of friend and classmates at Commencement.

Several songs came to mind.

Yeah those are pretty generic but generic exist for a reason.

Then as I set trying to digest a 1 am meal (cause thats the dumbassery that's me,  seriously I two light meals a day but I tend to eat one about an hour before bed every damn time) I started listening to music and scrolling through the congratulations.

I didn't walk.  I didn't want to waste the money.  I knew nobody would really care.  I really only walked for High School because of my mother.  I hated that I had to attend my senior year (maybe we'll discuss that in a #tbt ) and so I resented even being there.  My Mother is gone.  My Grandfather gone.  My Grandmother somewhat oblivious half the time.  I don't want to make it sound like my immediate family doesn't care they do, we've talked about my graduation and my moving.  I've never been into the celebrations and what not, I did expect the number of actual congratulations to be higher but I'm not surprised.  I set goals and I achieve them.  That's how I tend to see it.  Most of my extended family is beyond what I'd call fragmented. One side has always been the strong silent types and my mother was the linchpin for the other side.

I've earned a Bachelor of Science in Communication, another goal I set for myself and achieved.  I'd gone to Hocking College prior to OU and dropped it like a bad habit (my parents expected this after my senior year of High School).  After my mother died I knew no matter how hard it got I'd be finishing this time around.

California was actually something she suggested about 4 or 5 years ago.  She just thought I should pack up and move then, I chose to wait get my degree.   California will be achieved in September, regardless of what life my throw at me, car breaks down tomorrow I'll walk, god forbid I get a girl pregnant she's coming with me, I get arrested I break out, short of death I will be in California (and even then...).

A few days back I wrote about why I'm going to California and tonight I realized it was only half true and there was more to that story.