So, on the 8th of December I graduated. Again. For the second time in the past couple of years I spent a small fortune on hiring a wizard outfit and a hat with a tassel that would make a burlesque dancer jealous.
If you’ve never graduated before, it’s basically a day where you have to queue lots to get silly outfits and silly pictures and watch really nervous people attempting to walk a few metres in a straight line. I wore heels as well, so picture me attempting to balance a terribly-designed hat on my head, trying not to lose my large cape-like outfit, and walking in heels. It was terrifying, to say the least.
The first time I graduated, I can’t say I enjoyed it that much. It was 9.30am on a morning, I was tired, I hadn’t bothered doing my hair and I didn’t really make many “real” friends at uni (and all the friends I did make didn’t stick around for long after the ceremony). This time was different, with me and Andy and our families sharing the day. And, most importantly, it took place at 4pm, so no early mornings were necessary. I really enjoyed myself, despite the whole walking debacle. (I’m kidding, I am very experienced in walking in straight lines). We went out for two meals, took some funny pictures, and sat through a long ceremony in a chapel that was experiencing the miracle of extreme heat in winter. Important note: degrees make excellent fans.
My Master’s degree was a struggle to be honest. I was working full-time throughout the course, so the majority of my assignments felt like they were quite rushed. I’d have liked to have had more time to spend on writing my novel, as I feel like I didn’t get as much out of the course as I could’ve. There were tonnes of opportunities that I sacrificed to work an extra shift or two, and part of me wishes I didn’t. Luckily, I somehow managed to come out with a Distinction (which is equivalent to a 1st), which made me AMAZINGLY happy on results day.
Anyway, my time in education is over for now. It’s incredibly strange, but incredibly nice, to not have essays to write when I come home from work. Though I’ve forgotten what I used to do in the pre-coursework days! It probably involved making celebrity layouts and “glitters” for my really bad Piczo website. Oh well, I’m sure I’ll think of something.