Grant and I mingling just before the graduation started. (actually I think we were trying to find our seats.) 

My hansome Desert Daddy (Ed Alder), who is also the Principle, welcoming everyone and getting the ceremony started. 

Chelsie and Jessie Allred (Cousins) performing a piece on the violin for everyone as kind of a warmer. 

My good friend Tonya fulfilling the small entertainment part she had to play at the graduation, she read everyone a cool poem she wrote. 

My sexy buddy Grant preparing to give a speech as Salutarian. 

My buddy Grant reading his speech 2. 

My buddy Grant reading his speech 3. 

Believe it or not, this was our entire student body for the year 2005, 7th to 12th grade. Every year at graduation the entire student body sings everyone a song. 

A blurry picture of me stepping up to the podium to tell everyone my last words of wisdom, or banter, I'm not sure. 

I had to give a speech. I'm not sure exactly why, I wasn't Valedictorian or anything. It's just that everyone's always expected I'd give a speech at graduation. So I did. 

My speech and silly looking hat 2. 

My speech and silly looking hat 3. 

My speach and silly looking hat 4. 

Me jamming out for everyone. I played "Good Ridance" (Time of your life) by Greenday. 

Me singing and jamming out for everyone 2. 

Me jamming out for everyone 3. 

Pappa Alder giving introducing the guest speaker. 

Our freakin awesome guest speaker Ryan Harris, who was a teacher at the high school five years ago, and has recently retired from a chaplain position in the Marines. It was neat to have a personal and familiar speaker. 

Our wonderfully amazing counseler, Frances Banta. She presented the accomplishments and scholorships each of the seniors received. 

Me leading the Seniors in bestowing end of the year gifts on the faculty and teachers. 

Me giving Coach one of his end of the year gifts, a custom made, extra clean, toilet seat cover. 

Coach reading the cover of one of Grant's going away presents (see later for picture of cover). 

Coach grinning wickedly as he unveils Grant's last going away present, a pair of high-heeled boots. 

Me receiving my diploma from the Principle (Ed) and giving him a big 'ol hug. 

And we gracefully relinquished our hats into the upper atmosphere. Now on to the hugs and goodbyes.