i don’t like the idea of alumni. or i would say i don’t like the idea of being proud of being alumni of a certain school. that’s a collective thinking, and involves a sense of superiority to someone who is not one of the alumni. and i hate it when people patronize particular people just because they are alumni of the same school. that’s totally anti-democracy.
kaorita
Apparently I’m one of these. A network of graduates from a university times ago. Does it matter? What does this word really mean? I can’t think of one alumni event my friends or I have been too. But they exist. These networks I mean.
Rick Hallett
a group of people who once went to uni together and have stayed in touch with the uni about events etc.
Samantha Cox
I’m not yet an alumni of university, but I will be one day. I hope to make my time there count.
Sara
One time, me and my dance team had the alumni dancers come back to perform for a football game. I didn’t like them. They were catty and treated our captains like babies. The alumni aren’t coming back ever again and I’m glad.
we went there and we ad fun wine food and we remembered old times, flirted with old crushes, but some had babies, wwwwww… but oh well i guess, time flies like that, we came a full circle.. and then there was john. as always, he was so handsome already but apparently he turned out to be gay.. he came out recently.. hahaha, oh well. no alumni meet was fun.
maya roy
the end of an era. the bittersweet symphony of closing doors and moving on to new horizons. the end but not quite the beginning, to be attached but detached and a heartfelt collection of contradictions and confusions. where to next and what to do? the answers lie within our own, but without the guidance of those we have lost from now to eternity
sparrow
this is something that we all seek to achieve but never necessarily do. I think that although the status comes you have never really gained the capacity to be an alumni. What? You have put in time but what have you invested that allows you to wear this badge. Is learning simply done and now you are the master in an area of life?
I’m the alumni of a group of broken hearted fools. People who graduated from the class of ache and pain. People who just don’t know any better. I was the best of us all, and probably the worst. Who knows what I am, all I can tell you is something inside me broke and I don’t like what came of the pieces.
Alice
He couldn’t believe it. He was an alumni, he had graduated. He was a man, What was he to do now? Get a job? He didn’t think he knew how to. He would have to move out, become a man. All this pressure seemed too much, he was only eighteen!
I went back to the reunion, but I couldn’t tell ya why. It was like something was dragging my feet along, magnets in shoes on an invisible metal rail. I wanted to see the old faces, sure, but not as much as I didn’t care about the offal that I knew would show up.
Don Ashley
i feel i’ve never been part of a group like this, that have a common moment they have strived for and reached and felt like one in doing so. or i haven’t stuck around for long enough, my mind always leads me somewhere else; i’m not so good with standing still, i’m not stationary in my mind so it doesn’t work the best phyically
ijp was a fun school i had some terrible time there, almost killing mysel;f becuase of the bullying and it sucked made my life hell. but i got through it. ive been through hell and back and now when i look back on those grade school days im happy i didnt kill myself.
Tara
the old farts who used to go to the same college/uni as you did. you probably never want to see or hear from them again so stay clear! they will also spam your email inbox with requests for you to fund them or attend their reunions.
Jason Taylor
They chanted, in their beer-induced haze, of the glory of their college football team. it was the first time in seventeen years the boys could get together since they had graduated, twelve alumni and their pet goat.
Alumni are more than just people who finished their studies. They’re out their. Increasing in numbers with this crazy economy…or lack thereof. Times change and alumni return to what was and had been. Do you expect things to be the same when you return? Is that reasonable? Who’s to say?
Holly
wait, i thinki just did this. i didnt fill out some thingy, so i had to backtrack and i got on this page again. i have no idea what this word means and i want to stop and find out but i wont. i like the way it sounds, though. it sounds nice, kinda rolls off your tongue. i dont know what else to say to go on about this word, but i suppose ima keep tying.
yaya
there must b alumni meet in college in order to make people meet their loved ones…
we alwas wish to see our old frends…
times ago they meant alot to us.. n we always wish them to b wid us
priya
that has something to with colleges, i never wanted to go to college, id much rather spend my days doing nothing honestly, sitting around, drawing or painting, maybe move to canada or somewhere i can just sit around all day and get high and do what ever i want…that would be the day, alumni…no thanks.
ashli
I will be an alumni of Peace College. I graduate in the year of 2014 with my BA in Music Performance under other professors and not Virginia Vance, James Smith and Milton Laufer. The other alumni, my fellow music majors have all transferred out of Peace, but we still keep in touch.
Jennifer Baker
I wish I was an alumnia already. Then maybe I would be working a normal-ish job with normal-ish hours. The only problem is… well, I’m not exactly normal so it won’t ever really matter if the hours are normal. So, one night i was working my non-normal houred job when a very strange person came into the building. Very strange. Stranger than me, even. Which is hard to do. Cuz I’m an alien.
Lydia Webb
Graduation day… the hats soar into the air and fall back onto empty seats. These world changers have left this institution to change the world. Returning again to the place they once lived and learned, they find their cap with the tassle already resting on the other side.
Daniel Adams
school graduates 2011 me university psychology love forgiveness letting go sad growing up leaving mature childhood adults friends sisters teachers grown ups sad
dina
I walked into the door of the high school i attended as a teenager. The sight of it brought back many ill-natured memories that filled me with feelings of teen-angst and disappointment. I wondered if I really wanted to be here, wanted to see the faces of all the people I loathed.
Alyssa
a school, is a place where young people go so that they can learn more and be more ready for their future. They are called alumni in italian, eleves in french… They consider themselves as victims but they learn later that they are amongst the luckiest young people in the world.
Claire
the college alumni was very happy that she could make such a great donation to her college. The college students were very happy, and after that, the alumni took her kids to visit and in hopes they would attend . it was such a lovely place.
Callie
Alumni is such a pretty word. It is just so relaxing. I know what it means. It’s a group of people who have graduated or are no longer a part of something. I’m an alumni. It’s cool. I’m really bored. It’s fun doing this.
Sarah
Alumni fill the college campus, smiling with the memories of their past. They see themselves in the students that are surrounding campus today, but their reflection no longer matches. Their drunken weekends have turned to large cuts, their happy smiles to wrinkles.
Lexie
Well, that’s not cool that all those guys would consider themselves so larger than life. There’s no real need, plus it’s just not fun. On the other hand, they do have various insights into the meaning of life, such as how to get free food and other quirky things to know about college.
furetosan
Alumni. why the hell is everyone always quick to point out where they matriculated from? Why would one feel the need to shout from mountainsides what conformity factory crapped them into existence?
Slade
Imagine things greater than they probably used to be. Memories tend to work that way I suppose. High School, college- we didn’t truly love these places like we think we did. Or did we?
Kelly Bensel
old people in college drinking from flasks with their suits on and giving money to fucking students in college now because they once went there and they think they are cool and successful and they want to flaunt their shit to their old buddies and pals and maybe open up a time capsule or two and drink so alcohol like romy and michelle
Caroline Aylward
“Hail to the victors valiant! Hail to the conquering heroes! Hail! Hail to Michigan the leaders and best. Hail to the victors valiant! Hail to the conquering heroes! Hail! Hail to Michigan champions of the west! Go Blue!”
alumni, graduates, veterans, people who have gone through experiences we have yet to venture through. warriors and forgers of the past. homecomings and celebrations, new and next and old generations
Tanya Wasyluk
Alumni is a group of people who graduate from a school. Sometimes they’ll come back to reunions and catch up with all the people they’ve lost contact with. Like my history teacher who’s recently been reunited with her best friend from high school. I’m glad to have been a part of them coming back together and making two people happy.
CiCi
people who have experience. they’ve been somewhere where they’ve succeeded and now are respected because of their success. role models for future people. have certain skills and talents. like college alumni.
claire
i am an alumnae to a group that i joined in college. many people think of sororities as nothing more then drinking and sleeping around but that is not what i learned from the group of woman that now i call my sisters. they taught me that many people judge by the cover and dont take long to truly get into the book. I learn to be caring and compassionate and to always be someones someone when they are in need.
i don’t like the idea of alumni. or i would say i don’t like the idea of being proud of being alumni of a certain school. that’s a collective thinking, and involves a sense of superiority to someone who is not one of the alumni. and i hate it when people patronize particular people just because they are alumni of the same school. that’s totally anti-democracy.
Apparently I’m one of these. A network of graduates from a university times ago. Does it matter? What does this word really mean? I can’t think of one alumni event my friends or I have been too. But they exist. These networks I mean.
a group of people who once went to uni together and have stayed in touch with the uni about events etc.
I’m not yet an alumni of university, but I will be one day. I hope to make my time there count.
One time, me and my dance team had the alumni dancers come back to perform for a football game. I didn’t like them. They were catty and treated our captains like babies. The alumni aren’t coming back ever again and I’m glad.
we went there and we ad fun wine food and we remembered old times, flirted with old crushes, but some had babies, wwwwww… but oh well i guess, time flies like that, we came a full circle.. and then there was john. as always, he was so handsome already but apparently he turned out to be gay.. he came out recently.. hahaha, oh well. no alumni meet was fun.
the end of an era. the bittersweet symphony of closing doors and moving on to new horizons. the end but not quite the beginning, to be attached but detached and a heartfelt collection of contradictions and confusions. where to next and what to do? the answers lie within our own, but without the guidance of those we have lost from now to eternity
this is something that we all seek to achieve but never necessarily do. I think that although the status comes you have never really gained the capacity to be an alumni. What? You have put in time but what have you invested that allows you to wear this badge. Is learning simply done and now you are the master in an area of life?
Alma mater. Alumni fees. Privilege. Loyalty. Benefits. Donations. Contributions. Pride. Representation. Memories.
I’m the alumni of a group of broken hearted fools. People who graduated from the class of ache and pain. People who just don’t know any better. I was the best of us all, and probably the worst. Who knows what I am, all I can tell you is something inside me broke and I don’t like what came of the pieces.
He couldn’t believe it. He was an alumni, he had graduated. He was a man, What was he to do now? Get a job? He didn’t think he knew how to. He would have to move out, become a man. All this pressure seemed too much, he was only eighteen!
school, soroity, kids, u92, tin, foil, foil ball, cat toy, catnip, thunder, thundy, fluff, eee!, purrfect, my baby, shannon, kayla, terri
I went back to the reunion, but I couldn’t tell ya why. It was like something was dragging my feet along, magnets in shoes on an invisible metal rail. I wanted to see the old faces, sure, but not as much as I didn’t care about the offal that I knew would show up.
i feel i’ve never been part of a group like this, that have a common moment they have strived for and reached and felt like one in doing so. or i haven’t stuck around for long enough, my mind always leads me somewhere else; i’m not so good with standing still, i’m not stationary in my mind so it doesn’t work the best phyically
berkeley. future. prestigious. aspiring. knowledgeable. wise. cultured. rigorous. well-trained. moving.
ijp was a fun school i had some terrible time there, almost killing mysel;f becuase of the bullying and it sucked made my life hell. but i got through it. ive been through hell and back and now when i look back on those grade school days im happy i didnt kill myself.
the old farts who used to go to the same college/uni as you did. you probably never want to see or hear from them again so stay clear! they will also spam your email inbox with requests for you to fund them or attend their reunions.
They chanted, in their beer-induced haze, of the glory of their college football team. it was the first time in seventeen years the boys could get together since they had graduated, twelve alumni and their pet goat.
Alumni are more than just people who finished their studies. They’re out their. Increasing in numbers with this crazy economy…or lack thereof. Times change and alumni return to what was and had been. Do you expect things to be the same when you return? Is that reasonable? Who’s to say?
wait, i thinki just did this. i didnt fill out some thingy, so i had to backtrack and i got on this page again. i have no idea what this word means and i want to stop and find out but i wont. i like the way it sounds, though. it sounds nice, kinda rolls off your tongue. i dont know what else to say to go on about this word, but i suppose ima keep tying.
there must b alumni meet in college in order to make people meet their loved ones…
we alwas wish to see our old frends…
times ago they meant alot to us.. n we always wish them to b wid us
that has something to with colleges, i never wanted to go to college, id much rather spend my days doing nothing honestly, sitting around, drawing or painting, maybe move to canada or somewhere i can just sit around all day and get high and do what ever i want…that would be the day, alumni…no thanks.
I will be an alumni of Peace College. I graduate in the year of 2014 with my BA in Music Performance under other professors and not Virginia Vance, James Smith and Milton Laufer. The other alumni, my fellow music majors have all transferred out of Peace, but we still keep in touch.
I wish I was an alumnia already. Then maybe I would be working a normal-ish job with normal-ish hours. The only problem is… well, I’m not exactly normal so it won’t ever really matter if the hours are normal. So, one night i was working my non-normal houred job when a very strange person came into the building. Very strange. Stranger than me, even. Which is hard to do. Cuz I’m an alien.
Graduation day… the hats soar into the air and fall back onto empty seats. These world changers have left this institution to change the world. Returning again to the place they once lived and learned, they find their cap with the tassle already resting on the other side.
school graduates 2011 me university psychology love forgiveness letting go sad growing up leaving mature childhood adults friends sisters teachers grown ups sad
I walked into the door of the high school i attended as a teenager. The sight of it brought back many ill-natured memories that filled me with feelings of teen-angst and disappointment. I wondered if I really wanted to be here, wanted to see the faces of all the people I loathed.
a school, is a place where young people go so that they can learn more and be more ready for their future. They are called alumni in italian, eleves in french… They consider themselves as victims but they learn later that they are amongst the luckiest young people in the world.
the college alumni was very happy that she could make such a great donation to her college. The college students were very happy, and after that, the alumni took her kids to visit and in hopes they would attend . it was such a lovely place.
Alumni is such a pretty word. It is just so relaxing. I know what it means. It’s a group of people who have graduated or are no longer a part of something. I’m an alumni. It’s cool. I’m really bored. It’s fun doing this.
Alumni fill the college campus, smiling with the memories of their past. They see themselves in the students that are surrounding campus today, but their reflection no longer matches. Their drunken weekends have turned to large cuts, their happy smiles to wrinkles.
Well, that’s not cool that all those guys would consider themselves so larger than life. There’s no real need, plus it’s just not fun. On the other hand, they do have various insights into the meaning of life, such as how to get free food and other quirky things to know about college.
Alumni. why the hell is everyone always quick to point out where they matriculated from? Why would one feel the need to shout from mountainsides what conformity factory crapped them into existence?
Imagine things greater than they probably used to be. Memories tend to work that way I suppose. High School, college- we didn’t truly love these places like we think we did. Or did we?
old people in college drinking from flasks with their suits on and giving money to fucking students in college now because they once went there and they think they are cool and successful and they want to flaunt their shit to their old buddies and pals and maybe open up a time capsule or two and drink so alcohol like romy and michelle
“Hail to the victors valiant! Hail to the conquering heroes! Hail! Hail to Michigan the leaders and best. Hail to the victors valiant! Hail to the conquering heroes! Hail! Hail to Michigan champions of the west! Go Blue!”
Forever and ever.
“Amen,” shouteth the alumni.
alumni, graduates, veterans, people who have gone through experiences we have yet to venture through. warriors and forgers of the past. homecomings and celebrations, new and next and old generations
Alumni is a group of people who graduate from a school. Sometimes they’ll come back to reunions and catch up with all the people they’ve lost contact with. Like my history teacher who’s recently been reunited with her best friend from high school. I’m glad to have been a part of them coming back together and making two people happy.
people who have experience. they’ve been somewhere where they’ve succeeded and now are respected because of their success. role models for future people. have certain skills and talents. like college alumni.
i am an alumnae to a group that i joined in college. many people think of sororities as nothing more then drinking and sleeping around but that is not what i learned from the group of woman that now i call my sisters. they taught me that many people judge by the cover and dont take long to truly get into the book. I learn to be caring and compassionate and to always be someones someone when they are in need.