I Want to Explode

I collected my Commencement package and academic gown this morning, and was thereafter shoved with tons of brochures, magazines and gifts primarily from the NUS Alumni Relations for obvious purposes. Then, when I was re-organising the stuff (which included delegation of some stuff into the recycling bin), I came across the Commencement magazine which has this cover:



When I first saw this, I was rendered speechless. Yao was with me. I showed her the picture. I looked at her; she looked at me. Silence. Even the thermal motion of the air molecules seemed to have turned sluggish.

Okay. Let's get this straight. This is the magazine NUS produced for the Commencement. That cover image was supposed to symbolise our emotions on graduation. But either the cover artist was trying to be sarcastically exaggerating which has failed on me, or this is really chills-down-the-spine kind of cheesy picture which I would do my utmost to distance from.