"The gown and the cap are symbols really - symbols of ADDYUCATION, PRASSTIGE, ACHEIVEMENT."
But since they let you wear them for the ceremony, it kinda proves that they're neither of those things, doesn't it, Rubert?
"As with SYO MANNY THINGS THYOUGH, this final STAP - bowing to the voice charnseller and receiving a certificate...it is not...important? It's the least impwortant pahht of your degree, in fact."
It sure looks like it's the most important thing in the world to you though, Ruby.
"...This is johst waahr your hard wahhrk, anxiety-ridden days and sleep-deprived noites ACCUMULATE."
Well, firstly, you experienced none of that. Secondly, "accumulate" doesn't mean what you think it means. "Verb: gather together or acquire an increasing number or quantity of." Are you saying that the graduation is the point where you're just experiencing all of the stress and anxiety of your entire degree and you're having 57 mental breakdowns all at once?
The irony of Ruby trying to humble-brag about her FARST CLAAHSS English degree being a reflection of her intelligence while she still doesn't know what basic words mean is just priceless.
"AWL OF US CLEARED OUR PLATES. WE HAD STAHHTAHS, MAINS AND DESSAAAHTS."
Zero evidence that Ruby ate anything. Another classic "I ate the BIGGEST meal...off-screen" moment.
"AND YAT here oiy am...Still the same PARRSON. RYOOBEE. TWANTY-TYOO YAHHRS OLD. Someone hyoo loves litrachaa and wroyting..."
Well, definitely the same Ruby. Hasn't learned a thing or grown in any way since the age of 11. Still lies her ass off. Still defines her identity by fake interests and performative affectations.
"ADDYOOKAYSHUN PRAPPAARS YOU FOR GYOWING OUT IN THE WAHHRLD."
Nope. The rest of the universtiy experience was what was supposed to do that. The socialising, the personal growth and development, the extracurriculars, the work experience, the independence of living away from home and getting a taste of self-reliance. You avoided all of those things and also avoided learning anything academically, to boot. It was a waste of 4 years of your life. Good job.
Now you're applying that mentality to writing. You're not doing it because you enjoy it. You're chasing easy success, praise and rewards despite not having any talent or aptitude for writing or even any actual interest in it. You just spent years actively avoiding improving your basic foundation of English skills - you know, the essential building blocks for being a writer. You don't read anything beyond children's fiction about rich, young white girls. You're not prepared to put in the work to grow as a writer. You're just coasting on privilege and lazily trying to shortcut your way to a book deal.
Cut the cord and get a fucking job already.