To BU 2012

To 2012 BU Grads:

Good afternoon to you all.

For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Angela kitty Kung and I’m an Advertising major in the School of Communications. In a few long hours, I will be receiving my much-anticipated college degree, along with your son, daughter, grandchild, niece, nephew, friend, or lover. If you are here and you don’t actually know anyone graduating today, that’s a bit strange, but I hope you enjoy Commencement anyway.

First of all, I would like to say it is truly an honor to be standing in front of you all after having endured 4 years of bitter Boston winters with a lack of snow days, finally being able to graduate. I know most of my fellow classmates are longing to be one step closer to stepping out into the real world and hunting down a job so I’ll try to make this speech hopefully entertaining, if not  interesting. By the way, if any parents are looking to hire, I will have resumes ready at hand after the ceremony- jokes, but not really.

Second, I will make a point to say that I have been subconsciously preparing for this speech for an entire semester. You may be thinking I’m quite a control freak- most of my friends will probably agree with you- but in my defense, I was actually participating in my oral presentation class. Though I’ve had to give countless speeches in front of peers, teachers, and even some of my father’s business partners in the past, I have always been a bit hesitant and nervous speaking in front of big crowds so if I faint at any point, you’ll understand the reasoning behind it.

Anyways, enough about my socially awkward problems; I shall continue my speech.

Ever since attending an all-girls boarding high school, I was warned by upperclasswomen and teachers alike that college would be an experience entirely different than what I was used to. I wasn’t sure what they meant until I started my first day of class at Boston Uni when I realized the cute boy sitting across the room was far more interesting to stare at than listen to my teacher lecture about Darwin.

Unlike in boarding school, staying in on weekends to study and finish essays was no longer an option unless absolutely necessary or unless I wanted to commit social suicide. Comparing workloads and outwardly competing for top marks were considered more socially unacceptable rather than a great way to boost student morale. In college, there were no houseparents for me to ask permission to leave the dorms or morning check-ins to ensure I was awake for my 8am class. Teachers could not care less that you didn’t show up to lecture as long as it didn’t hinder your final grade.

For me, and I assume most of my fellow classmates sitting in front of me, a newfound freedom was given to us after stepping on campus in September of 2008. There was finally no one around to hold our hands, only those to either help us succeed or be there to watch us fail.

Though I did read my fair share, college was no longer a place to solely immerse myself in books in order to pursue the next “planned” step in my life. Technically, there is no college after college, unless you plan to attend Grad school, which to be honest, I have no mental capacity for at the moment.  Boston Uni became a place to experience, to live, and to occasionally skip class in order to have fun.

I quickly realized that during the 4 years in which you’re enrolled in a higher education institution, it’s as much about what friends you make and what you do outside of class as it is about the classes you take and the major you finally choose. The networking system you subconsciously begin as a freshman will carefully sculpt who you will become as a senior.

Your friends become your support group and therapists. The late night conversations in Warren, study sessions in the SMG Starbucks, weekly GSU catch up lunches, 3 hour West dining hall dinners, Fitrec bro outs, Stuvi2 study lounge meetings all helped shape who you are.  Cherish those around you, no matter how stressed or annoyed they make you at times.  Believe in your friends because you never know how big of a difference your support can make.  Love those close to you and enjoy life with them because today we realize 4 years worth of time passes by with a blink of an eye.

The stress during midterm and finals week, the heartbreak after a long-lived 2 month college relationship, your hatred for an overly-arrogant TA, the intense crush you had on a group project team member, the moment you finally turn 21 and can legally walk into T’s pub with a legit ID, the countless walks up and down the never-ending Comm Ave, the early morning snow dances you performed hoping Dean Elmore would tweet about a snow day, and sometimes even the sloppy nights in fraternity basements make your time at BU all the more memorable.

No matter whether you’re a scholarship-receiving varsity athlete, a frat boy who depends on Campus Protein substances to gain the confidence to talk to girls, a bike-riding hipster who lives in Allston, a sorostitute who strives to find her future husband at Harvard mixers, an international SMG student who frequents downtown clubs, an engineer whose second home is Ingalls, a CFA-er who eats/sleeps/breathes art, or a Comm major who deems our school hard even though we don’t have a math or language requirement, we have spent the last 4 years together finding and carefully shaping ourselves into who we are today.

Not to sound overly cliche, but you might as well B-U since we paid this school enough to claim its acronym.

Thank you and Congratulations to the Class of 2012.


~ by pandaextraordinaire on May 22, 2012.

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