Graduation.
I've been in organized schooling for the past 17 years. I can't remember a time when a new set of classes didn't roll around every August, and now... It's all coming to an end.
There are plenty of milestones in life. I'm sure there will be many more in mine. But I can't help but feel that I will have really accomplished something, earning that diploma.
And yet...I keep remembering the words of the Wizard of Oz.
Why, anybody can have a brain. That's a very mediocre commodity. Every pusillanimous creature that crawls on the Earth or slinks through slimy seas has a brain. Back where I come from, we have universities, seats of great learning, where men go to become great thinkers. And when they come out, they think deep thoughts and with no more brains than you have. But they have one thing you haven't got: a diploma.
I guess what it comes down to is, a diploma doesn't mean much unless you do something with it. Additionally, having a diploma isn't enough to prove you have a brain (as demonstrated by the Scarecrow's treatment of the Pythagorean theorem).
So my goal?
Be the total package. Don't let 17 years of education go to waste. Make something of myself. Think deep thoughts ... but don't stop there.
Here's to the rest of my life!
