The Oregon State University College of Veterinary Medicine Class of 2019 graduated yesterday. I'm glad I went to the ceremony--it was just the right amount of emotion and tradition. I think we were all quite surprised at how nervous we were. The important part was walking across the stage, being hooded by two faculty members that our class voted on to do this task, then being handed a fancy diploma by the dean. Once that was done, the rest was downhill. I suppose that my perspective is skewed since I am at the start of the alphabet and was the second of our class to cross the stage. The last person had to watch the other 53 of us cross before it was her turn--I'm sure she was far more wrung out by that point than I was.
I was fine until it was all over and I was saying goodbye to my pocket pet, my best friend in our class. She started her internship this morning. I'm still packing, planning to head out this weekend. When we realized that we might not see each other again for months, maybe longer, things got a bit teary. I will miss her fiercely.
This photo was taken before the ceremony when we were all nerves and smiles.
Over the past four years, I got to know most of my classmates, particularly those in my surgery groups and in my fourth-year clinical rotations. As we now scatter to all kinds of interesting jobs and internships, I hope that I can keep up with all the exciting things they are doing and learning.
2 comments:
Congratulations! Good luck in your new career, I hope you will keep your blog updated. Best wishes, Anthea
Congratulations! It sounds like you are enjoying your new work. Best wishes to you and your companions!
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