Mastered.

Here I am, another Monday night spent in downtown Phoenix at ASU, waiting for the next class to start. Except for this is the last class. EVER. EVER. EVER. In approximately 90 minutes, my Master's in Education will be completed.

Hot Dog.

That's a pretty amazing feeling. Plus, my professor just told me (after my final presentation on my policy proposal regarding the frequency of standardized testing at my school) - "Elizabeth, that was your finest moment!"

My ISU undergraduate ceremony - Dec 2009

I am not walking for this graduation. There is no grand party celebrating the achievement. And perhaps most sad to my groupies, my streak of speaking at every graduation ceremony is officially broken. Good thing I have no groupies. But seriously, in my mind, this is the biggest one yet (but probably not the last).

Wish for your deepest desires, she said; when I asked if they'd come true, she said they always do, so you might as well get them out in the open while you're still young enough to correct any serious mistakes. (Brian Andreas, StoryPeople)

No joke.