Sorry for the lack of updates. After returning from the trip to Asia, I attended my convocation, and have since been catching up on rest. Prior to the convocation ceremony, I was caught up in the excitement and anticipation of the event, alongside my family. I recalled little snippets of conversation I had shared with previous alumni about what took place and how they felt at the time. I was looking forward to showing my family the place I called home for five years, where I studied and created memories. When the day finally arrived, time became the most important factor. The ticking hands would dictate where we would go, what we could eat, etc. Instead of checking out the campus, extra time turned into frantic transit time. At least I was able to see some of my friends while waiting for the procession to begin, but I noticed that some things were missing. For example, we were never given hats. We didn't have the chance to move the tassel from one side to the other as we cr...