18May 1987
I wasn't nearly as excited about my graduation as I'd expected to be. I was excited to be done with school, yeah, but not excited about the ceremony. I would’ve rather not been there. I don't think I'd have been missing much if I had missed it. Just a lot of talking, a lot of people sitting out in a field. It was too hot for all that; too hot to be sitting outside in a gown and cap. I didn't care enough and it was too damn hot.
I wasn't paying attention for most of it. My mind was anywhere but the ceremony, anywhere but on the "inspirational" and "motivational" speeches from the valedictorian, the president of the college, alumni, professors. There were people around me who seemed to be feeling like me—not interested, rather be anywhere else, not paying attention. But there we
