2008 rhymes with more than just "great"

I graduated from high school in 1997. That means I had my 10-year high school reunion this year, I had a good time and am glad I went but probably won't ever bother doing that again, but that's not the point. The motto of my graduating class was "Oh thank heaven for '97" and I can't imagine that kids from last year had it much better, cause let's face it, heaven is about the only word that rhymes with seven...maybe leaven, or Devin, but "Oh gee Devin, let's cheer for '97" is just a little silly.

So, that got me to thinking about 2008. Man, there are about a billion words that rhyme with eight! Ate, bate, late, Kate, elate, frustrate, exacerbate, potentate, hate, rate, fate, wait, state, inebriate, satiate, truncate, etc. those lucky kids who are graduating this year. I'll bet they all have different great mottoes, unlike every school in any English speaking country in the "7" years. Here are some of my ideas for if I were to be graduating this year:

Life is great in 2008!
We can't wait for 2008!
2008! Hoorah!
Head of state in 2008!
We'll expiate in 2008!
It's time for fate in 2008!
It's never too late, in 2008!

Ok, so maybe it's a good thing that I never ran for student body office. ;)
Well, no matter what all those high schoolers are up to this year, I'm glad I'm out of it. And happy to see 2008, it's such a nice round number and I'm sure will give me good cause to right many a joyful entry in my journal that are marked with it. So, welcome 2008! Bring it on!

2008, we appreciate!

I think I need a power suit

So yesterday I had a pretty neat experience. I was interviewed in the process of applying for grad school. I showed up in navy blue slacks that had small white pinstripes, white shoes, a white collared shirt with pin tucks down the front over an aqua undershirt and topped with a purple corduroy jacket. I thought I looked pretty cute, sufficiently professional, but I also thought I should stand out a bit. Yeah, well, stand out I did...and was almost frightened when I walked in the room and saw all the other applicants wearing dark colored power suits. Hm, did someone forget to send me the memo? :) Well, there was no changing now so I figured all that was left was for me to own my difference and have a great time.

I think I did alright. I enjoyed all my interviews and discovered (or rediscovered) things that I thought I would like about genetic counseling. Part of me wants to make a decision right now about the rest of my life, but I guess I should wait till I see if I actually get accepted. Hm, so there you go.