The Drive
Looks like I've hit three milestones in the past year, or maybe four if you want to extend it a little over a year. But I'm going to talk about number four tonight.
I got into Waterloo 2hrs before the ceremony took place because I wanted to avoid the huge lineup to rent robes. I can't believe it cost us $25 just to rent it. What an easy way for the university to make some money huh, since every graduate is required to have a gown. Anyway, back to my story. I wanted to avoid the lineup, but when I get there, there was virtually no line up, so what was I going to do for an hour and 45mins? I just started to walk around, just seeing if I could find anyone I knew around. But nope. However when my parents arrived (yes, we drove separately) we took some pictures.
The convocation procession itself wasn't so bad. It probably helped that Anthony, a teammate for the CCF Seekers hockey team, was the person before me in the lineup. So I had someone to talk to at least. I think a lot of ppl made it out to be too boring, but I didn't find it that boring.
When it came time for us to go up, I started to feel a little weird. Not so much that it was like, "OMG, I'm finally getting my degree." I mean it feels good to finally get that piece of paper that you've invested so much into, but I wasn't that excited. I think I would've been more excited if I got it last year when I thought I was suppose to get it (I'm still a little bitter, but it's ok). But y'know, it's all good. I guess God intended for me to get it this year, when it was University of Waterloo's 50th anniversary. :P But I think the feeling I had was more hunger than anything. HAHAHA. My stomach was telling me to feed it.
After the ceremony, a bunch of pictures were taken. I dropped my dad's camera after he left. :S I hope he doesn't kill me. It's not that bad, just scratched, and it still works perfectly fine. I just need to get those pictures now of his camera. And since it's a Sony Cybershot, I won't be able to get them until he uploads them on his computer at work.
Man, I couldn't wait to get out of my shirt. I was so freaking hot, and the black robe outside in the sun didn't help. But yeah, I eventually got out of them and into the comforts of a t-shirt and track pants. I love track pants. So comfortable!
Killed some time before I went to a cell group, I think it was called the "Food Cell Group." Something along those lines. They make food, eat it, and just chat. No real program, or maybe it was just that day. I don't know, and I'll never find out since it would be my first and only time attending it. It was pretty laid back though, but by the end of it, I was really sleepy.
Afterwards, I was just trying to figure out what to do since the ppl I would normally hang out with when I'm up in Waterloo had to study for a midterm. Couldn't find anyone, so I decided to leave and go home instead of staying the night. I didn't see the point in staying when there's nothing to really do. So I visited some ppl and said my goodbyes, seeing that I really don't know when I'll see them again. This term I don't think I can make it up to Waterloo that often since my weekends are packed with softballing.
My drive home was weird. I was just reflecting on my life and just trying to assess myself now. I feel that even though a lot of good things have happened to me, I still feel that something HUGE is missing, there's emptiness. I think there were times while I was driving, I was drifting off in thought, but still managing to stay focused on the road ahead of me. There were times while I was driving that I wanted to just stop, get out and walk. There's something unsettling in my heart. Something's different. Even though I'm happy that God is in my life, or I chose to let Him be a part of my life, why do I still feel..unhappy? I feel so different. I feel cynical. I don't feel like smiling anymore. I feel.....lost. I struggle with what God wants. What God wants for me.
*sigh*...
But anyway, back to Waterloo..
So my time in Waterloo ends, for me, bittersweetly. Waterloo has treated me well, but it has also treated me brutally harsh. There are a lot of memories there, some of which I will cherish, and some of which I would much rather forget. But I think the biggest thing I can take with me from Waterloo is that it opened my eyes, heart, and soul to God. My Lord, my Saviour, my King. Because of Waterloo, I am the man I am today, a follower of Christ. Even though I struggle in my walk with Him.
- Becoming a Christian.
- Turning quarter century old (this I don't really care about).
- Getting baptized.
- Convocation.
I got into Waterloo 2hrs before the ceremony took place because I wanted to avoid the huge lineup to rent robes. I can't believe it cost us $25 just to rent it. What an easy way for the university to make some money huh, since every graduate is required to have a gown. Anyway, back to my story. I wanted to avoid the lineup, but when I get there, there was virtually no line up, so what was I going to do for an hour and 45mins? I just started to walk around, just seeing if I could find anyone I knew around. But nope. However when my parents arrived (yes, we drove separately) we took some pictures.
The convocation procession itself wasn't so bad. It probably helped that Anthony, a teammate for the CCF Seekers hockey team, was the person before me in the lineup. So I had someone to talk to at least. I think a lot of ppl made it out to be too boring, but I didn't find it that boring.
When it came time for us to go up, I started to feel a little weird. Not so much that it was like, "OMG, I'm finally getting my degree." I mean it feels good to finally get that piece of paper that you've invested so much into, but I wasn't that excited. I think I would've been more excited if I got it last year when I thought I was suppose to get it (I'm still a little bitter, but it's ok). But y'know, it's all good. I guess God intended for me to get it this year, when it was University of Waterloo's 50th anniversary. :P But I think the feeling I had was more hunger than anything. HAHAHA. My stomach was telling me to feed it.
After the ceremony, a bunch of pictures were taken. I dropped my dad's camera after he left. :S I hope he doesn't kill me. It's not that bad, just scratched, and it still works perfectly fine. I just need to get those pictures now of his camera. And since it's a Sony Cybershot, I won't be able to get them until he uploads them on his computer at work.
Man, I couldn't wait to get out of my shirt. I was so freaking hot, and the black robe outside in the sun didn't help. But yeah, I eventually got out of them and into the comforts of a t-shirt and track pants. I love track pants. So comfortable!
Killed some time before I went to a cell group, I think it was called the "Food Cell Group." Something along those lines. They make food, eat it, and just chat. No real program, or maybe it was just that day. I don't know, and I'll never find out since it would be my first and only time attending it. It was pretty laid back though, but by the end of it, I was really sleepy.
Afterwards, I was just trying to figure out what to do since the ppl I would normally hang out with when I'm up in Waterloo had to study for a midterm. Couldn't find anyone, so I decided to leave and go home instead of staying the night. I didn't see the point in staying when there's nothing to really do. So I visited some ppl and said my goodbyes, seeing that I really don't know when I'll see them again. This term I don't think I can make it up to Waterloo that often since my weekends are packed with softballing.
My drive home was weird. I was just reflecting on my life and just trying to assess myself now. I feel that even though a lot of good things have happened to me, I still feel that something HUGE is missing, there's emptiness. I think there were times while I was driving, I was drifting off in thought, but still managing to stay focused on the road ahead of me. There were times while I was driving that I wanted to just stop, get out and walk. There's something unsettling in my heart. Something's different. Even though I'm happy that God is in my life, or I chose to let Him be a part of my life, why do I still feel..unhappy? I feel so different. I feel cynical. I don't feel like smiling anymore. I feel.....lost. I struggle with what God wants. What God wants for me.
*sigh*...
But anyway, back to Waterloo..
So my time in Waterloo ends, for me, bittersweetly. Waterloo has treated me well, but it has also treated me brutally harsh. There are a lot of memories there, some of which I will cherish, and some of which I would much rather forget. But I think the biggest thing I can take with me from Waterloo is that it opened my eyes, heart, and soul to God. My Lord, my Saviour, my King. Because of Waterloo, I am the man I am today, a follower of Christ. Even though I struggle in my walk with Him.
spun by b at 1:33 a.m.
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Hey Man Congratulations! I'm glad you didn't find it too boring. I didn't find it overly boring either....but it was pretty darn long. And my last name is with 'S' so I had to wait a freaking long time :P
ahhh yes. convocation - congrats benson! you made it out alive. speaking of convocations, i had mine just recently too - and while you paid $25 for your rental, i paid $52 and didn't get it back. we did, however, at york got the hats - and what's funny is that out of all the years of school i've gone through from elementary, to getting my second bachelor's degree, i finally got to take home my grad cap along with that long-awaited piece of paper that signifies my "teacherdom" :oP
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