Saturday, 13 October 2012

Graduating Unicorn-Stylee

So Graduation was on Monday. Yes, that's right, those three long, painful, stressful years of my life are over. No more 3000 word assignments, no more dissertations, I'm finally get a job. And the fun's offically over. No more ridiculously long holidays, no more nights out mid-week, no more staying up until 3 in the morning with your housemate watching Hot Rod, and worst of all? No more student discount! Goodbye Mr. 10% (and occasionally 20%) Topshop discount, it was fun while it lasted and I wish we could stay friends but honestly you've broken my heart, don't call me, it'll be easier that way for both of us.

I genuinely don't think I've ever been as nervous in my entire life as I was yesterday. The idea of standing up infront of everyone, on a stage, with everyone looking at me is pretty much my worst nightmare. Add to that the fear of tripping up on stage (which ever since seeing some poor girl do exactly that at my brother's graduation a couple of years ago has haunted me ever since so whenever I imagined graduating myself, I always imagined it with me tripping up on stage and let me tell you, the imagined version of myself did not cope with that situation very well at all). Anyway, thankfully I didn't trip over on stage, in fact I would say if anything, I glided, like a unicorn, a unicorn in a graduation gown. Although I'm pretty sure in reality I glided a little less like a unicorn and a lot more like a donkey (note to self: do not watch myself back on the video camera, do not break the unicorn fantasy).

The rest of the graduation ceremony was loooooong. My hands were SO sore and red by the end of it from all the clapping. I even had to come up with a way to 'fake clap' because my hands hurt so much, basically it looked like I was clapping but really I was just lightly touching my hands together so only if you were sitting near me you would know that I wasn't really clapping because it was making no sound.

I had this image in my head that after my graduation I would immediatey feel mature and finally like an adult, but what was the first thing that I did after graduating? Get a Cath Kidston Christmas mug (it's only October. Whatevs.) & some Disney Princess tissues (which ended up being Graduation gifts from my parents!). This completely destroyed my notion of being Little Miss Mature Graduate, but I would take Disney tissues over being mature any day and if you tell me that you wouldn't then you're probably lying. So don't lie, because nobody likes a liar, not even Pinocchio.

I can't believe how quickly the last three years went and the realisation that I'm finally out of education is such a weird concept. I feel so old. The big, wide world is waiting and that's bloody terrifying but also kind of exciting. So I guess it's time for me to gallop off as my unicorn/donkey self into the sunset and say goodbye to being a student and hello to being, well, whatever it is that I want to be!