One usually wakes up for college graduation full of vigor and excitement. I on the other hand, woke up with a 102 fever (and no, this was not my Senioritis acting up) . Yet there was one thing keeping my energy going: seeing my greatest celebrity crush of all time--Justin Timberlake? Orlando Bloom? Javier Bardem? Justin Bieber?--no; it is the one and only Bill Clinton. Yes, I was lucky enough to have Bill Clinton as my commencement speaker, and he was lucky enough to be five feet away from my screaming, gushing, neon wayfarers wearing, 102 fever-self yelling to him, "I love you Bill, I love you!" (We all have our moments of weakness).
In the two hours that graduation passed I looked around at my fellow graduates and all I could think about was how lucky I was. Lucky to be sent to such a wonderful school, lucky to have lived in the wonderful city of New York, lucky to have met such wonderful friends, lucky to have such a wonderful human being as my commencement speaker, lucky to have my commencement in such a wonderful place Yankee Stadium, lucky to have had the most wonderful education in the last four years, lucky to have eaten at Momofuku Noodle Bar a record breaking amount of times, lucky to have frolicked around wonderful Central Park thinking to myself that I owned the city, lucky to have shared many nights out in wonderful restaurants and lounges, lucky to have a boyfriend who was eager to visit and see the city with me, lucky to feel like a truly cultured individual, lucky to feel so open-minded to life and the people around me, lucky to have gone to a school where a party was not in a frat basement, and most of all extremely grateful to have such wonderful parents willing to send me to such a wonderful school.
When I think of New York there are many reasons why I love the city, but a few are truly profound (in no particular order):(1) Tom Cruise living in the building across the street from me (ok, so maybe I conveniently place this as #1)
(2) Living in walking distance of all my favorite cupcake shoppes
(3) Speaking of walking, having the ability to walk anywhere and everywhere
(4) Counting the number of people on the street wearing Aviators (by my estimates, it's 83.7% of all New Yorkers)
(5) Momofuku Noodle Bar--and in general, food.
(6) Fearing Brooklyn
(7) Mario Batali in Washington Square Park wearing orange crocs...and ONLY orange crocs
(8) Chicken and Rice--but only after 3 a.m.
(9) Watching Nicolas Cage walk towards me from a movie set, yelling out to him "Hi Nicolas!" (insert embarrassingly giddy laugh), and him responding "Hi Honey" (and winking)
(10) Having friends who are living as "real people" in the city and willing to let me have extended
|Nothing says "ADULTS" quite like this|
|Graduates & Guests at Yankee Stadium|
|Honorary Degree Recipient: Clive Davis|
|I see you too Bill|
|Sums it all up|