graduation day

It's the day when the parents would come and gather and watch you proudly as you walk across the stage, recieving the scroll from the Cancelor.

It's the day when everyone will smile as they take pictures, and the whole front yard of the huge hall would be filled with people in their dark blue robes. And there would be balloons. And bouquet of roses. And huge Winnie the Poohs.

Long rows of stalls selling food, toys and souvenirs would be waiting there at the other end to attend the crowd. Even small restaurants would be built up too.

It's the one experience of your life time.

Everyone would not forget the day they wore the graduation robe.

They will take very classy photos of them and their family, with the painting background of a study room, or a library. They will use very expensive frames and hang up the memorable photo at home.

Everything is so nice about graduation day, there won't be a single person that we know who doesn't like this special day.

Actually, that would be me.

I purely hate graduation day.

I see parents who had to go through the hassle.
They had to go through the massive traffic which suddenly emerged because of graduation day.
They had to park their car under the hot sun in the middle of the field.
They had to walk across the field, huff and puff, and entered the hall.
And there they would be waiting for what seem like years until the whole ceremony is done, just to watch their only child to get the scroll.

I see parents who immediately want to go back after the whole show.
Because their younger children got restless after the shocking exposure of the hot sun and the cold hall inside.
Because they themselves could not stand it anymore being in a huge packed crowd.

So much for just to be proud of their graduated child.

And how about the graduates?

I see them wobbling with their huge fugly thick dark robes under the hot sun.
And they will sweat like pigs and try to smile and try to remind themselves that they should be proud of themselves.
I hear the same stories of them having to go to the long rehearsals just to recieve the scroll, and spending at oh-my-goodness ridiculous rates:

Just to rent the ugly stinky robe.
Just to pay for the expensive frames for their photos.
Just to pay at ridiculous hiked price of the photos they develop from the sharks there.

How about the ceremony inside the hall?
It's cooling inside there, and with all the people and the huge robe, it can't be that freezing, right?
I have experienced witnessing convocations for at least three years in my life.
With thousands of students to graduate, it took like ages for them to walk one by one onto the stage to recieve the scroll.

It's a very slow process.

It's very boring and you have no choice but to stay and sit down and wait.
You are not allowed to walk around, or go out and sip a drink.

And even after the ceremony, the whole row of stalls are just a fraud.
They overpriced their cheapskate imitation Winnie the Poohs.
They sell tasteless drinks with a lot of chemical coloring inside.
The snacks they sell also sucks.

The whole thing just make me want to puke.

Graduation day is the day to celebrate the victory of a student's study in a degree.

Applying for my degree was a huge massive mistake in my life.
I suffered too much, and I hated the whole experience.
True, there is no use to regret it, but I don't have any reason to celebrate it either.

Celebrating a huge mistake in life. Nothing can be more hilarious than that.

And to go through the ridiculous expensive robe rental,
And the huff and puff under the hot sun,
And the long waiting in the hall,
Just to celebrate a mistake-

I don't know how to put it in words to describe that.

Therefore, I hate graduation day.