since I have never noticed that graduation is listed by anyone as an athletic event by anyone besides the fat chicks that don't ever get to walk that far for something other than food, let me weigh in.
First of all congratulations you dead beat hippies. Your life is going downhill from here. The best years of your life, for all intents and purposes is now over. Rejoice!
I know you are glad that your days of "sleeping in until 10" because of that 11 AM class are over. That endless supply of college tail- gone. Getting in to MSU baseball games for free and football games for the season for 25 bucks- over. And I'm not even going into trying to get basketball tickets for this year. Just forget it. Unless you want to watch us skulldrag Gardner-Webb. Having your parents to mooch off of so that you can go on that "on a whim" roadtrip to New Orleans to "make memories"- over. Well, over until they get tired of giving you money that they force you to get a job. And going out on that popular evening- you know, Tuesday, and then going to class hung over or maybe not even going at all, yeah, well that's a good way to get fired, or at the very least suffer through a LONG day. And having endless hours to workout at the Sanderson Center for free. That's over. Along with the tail. I mentioned that already. And yes, there are other gyms, but it's a LOT harder to be motivated when you work eight hours as opposed to two, and have only four-five hours left in the day of free time.
And I know you are sitting there thinking, oh well, I'm going to make a DIFFERENCE in the world. In all likelihood, no you're not. It's real easy to sit around and scoff at those of us working while you're sitting around with some hippy professor who hasn't worked a day in his life either, and plot how you are going to be a mover and shaker in the world of Psychology. It's not going to happen. You're going to end up getting a real job and then either A. act like you know more than me, and make yourself look like an *** or B you're going to come in clueless and then eventually fall in line. I prefer people take route B. Watch The Office. It might as well be a documentary.
That said, get a job.