Oh, what a night!

Tonight was the documentary screening and everything went wonderfully. The police chief, a representative from the network that will be airing our work, the dean of our faculty and a few others including our executive producer spoke to introduce the documentary.

I missed part of the beginning because I was in the hall giving an interview to CTV.

And while I was doing that interview, a recruiter from CJME radio spoke with my other classmates asking us to apply to work for him and asking us to go live for a 15 minute interview on Monday. Either no one else wanted to get up early enough to do or they thought I'd do a good job, so I guess we'll find out if I do in fact vomit live on the air.

But back to the screening... The documentary was shown on a huge screen and looked even better than on my standard TV. Even though I have a lot of the script memorized and have seen the show dozens of times, it still gave me chills sitting in the audience. I'm fiercely proud of our show and afterwards we received so many compliaments that I was almost getting tired of saying "thank you," shaking hands and smiling. It was fantastic.

And we all looked so good too, if I do say so myself. Three of us were even wearing full suits!

I've been getting used to wearing my suits so often that it's a little sad hanging this one up while not knowing when or if I'll ever have another event to go to where a suit is required.

To end the night, a few of us went out celebrating. And it turns out that journalism grads are pretty much allowed to pick any field they want to get their masters in and -- with permission from the department heads -- are allowed to skip the two more years of credits other students have to gather before being able to enter their master's program. So maybe I will go for a sociology masters or English or philosophy or political science or human justice or something entirely different. Who knows.

It's sad that this part of my life is ending, but so exciting to see all the possibilites ahead.