Graduation Weekend

I got to march this Graduation! I've never marched down the aisle with the rest of the faculty because I'd normally be providing the march music for them. Then our new music teacher came along and I get to skip down and smile and wave with the rest :P

It was a memorable yet tiring event. Memorable because I messed up a hymn badly (I did play the piano for Saturday's graduation). Everyone was looking at each other. I looked at the violinist, the violinist looked at me, the chorister looked at me, and the congregation was split-they didn't know who to look at.

It's nice to have my friends graduating. At least now I don't have to worry about having friends who were my classmates back when I was a student eons ago.

Daniel Kopp!

My Mom, Dr. Surapee and Aunty Chrisana

We got tired of smiling so we thought a serious face would be nice :)

Suai Mak Mak!

You've got to rock the grad with fun socks

Dawood rocked his exist as he did for the entrance.

Sandy Shamon!

Faculty of Arts and Humanities after the Royal Presentation Ceremony.

Dawood receiving the Rizpah Award.

Faculty of Arts and Humanities at the University Church.

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