I'm currently riding the bus home and at a previous stop, a man got on the bus and tried to slip past the driver. He was soaked, waist-down, in urine and reeked.

After all is said and done I can say that I'm glad for the experience. The pomp and circumstance was fun to be a part of but I don't need to do it again.

The student speaker made a metaphor about planting daffodils and working hard. A bit trite but it worked.

Even in my short time at BU, I managed to meet and work with several undergrads. It's kind of cool to see them graduate with me.

The undergrad is still walking... Yeah, there are a lot of them!

The undergrad is walking across the stage now. Some of these kids are the definition of over-achievement. Double major, double summa cum laude? Wow!