So proud of my big bro. Back when we all lived at home, I can't even remember how many nights I would come home from being out, whether that was at 6pm, 10pm, or 2am and he was sitting in his room right next to the garage, studying away. He deserved to walk across that stage with distinction.
He insisted that I don't take the morning off work to attend his graduation ceremony, so, I watched the live stream of him crossing the stage, took a photo of it and posted it on facebook to embarrass him instead. What are sisters for, anyway?
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