Graduation

Since my last post I have moved home, decorated my room, embraced the daytime t.v watching lifestyle of an unemployed person and, most recently, graduated! If I’m honest graduation wasn’t really something I’d ever thought about until recently, which was maybe a bit stupid seeing as it was the whole point of going to University. Anyway, I can honestly say that Wednesday was one of the top 10 days of my life so far, at least. In the run up to the day I decided that in order to avoid nerves I’d treat it as though I was going to somebody’s wedding, which worked surprisingly well. All in all it was a lovely day and it was really nice to see friends again and to have all my family together, as I realised that the only time the 6 of us go out together nowadays tends to be for weddings and funerals...

Definitely adding Painter/Decorator Extraordinaire to my CV.

Even though the day marked the end of my formal education, I realised that the day was an education in itself. 

Things I learnt from Graduation Day:

• Throwing a mortarboard in the air is more fun than you’d imagine;
• My sisters are massive stalkers shown by their impressive knowledge of who everyone was without ever having met them;
• My sisters are shorter than they look in photos (according to one Mr Low);
• It is possible to get through a day without falling over or hurting myself in some way (I recently had a spate of kitchen related injuries, including potato peeler-ing my nail...);
• Not everyone appreciates being serenaded with ‘Lady in Red’;
• Along with ‘proud-parents’ there is such a thing as a ‘proud-friend’, i.e: me watching my friends go up and shake hands with the important looking man;
• Always take a younger sibling around to act as your own personal photographer - who needs Mario Testino?!
• Some of my lecturers still have no idea who I am;
• Smiling all day results in an achy jaw;
• With about 10 cameras taking photos at once it’s hard to decide where to look and somehow I never manage to look at the right one;
•  I’m never going to become a Doctor or Professor, purely because the outfit is ridiculous;
• There’s something about a middle-aged man wandering around in the rain that reminds me of Heathcliff wandering the moors;
• Applying for a job in Rochester based purely on the hope of meeting a Mr Rochester figure (minus the disfigurement) is not the best idea;
• Everything is much more exciting when you look like you’ve just stepped out of Hogwarts;
• And, It’s o.k to like Jim from The Apprentice again!

Out in force for Graduation.