Monday July 14th I officially graduated from
university. I gained a 2:1 in my degree and now hold a BSc (Hons) Medical
Genetics.
Graduation is something I have been looking forward to since
I knew I wanted to go to university. Neither of my parents went to uni and so
it was a big thing for my family. Knowing the day has been and gone makes me
realise just how quickly time can pass.
What I didn’t realise was just how busy graduation would end
up being. My ceremony started at 10 o’clock and we were advised to turn up an
hour and a half early to pick up our cap and gown. Waking up at 6 and getting
myself sorted was a slightly painful experience before heading down to the
university and meeting up with friends to get our clothing for the day.
No matter how many smiles are in those pictures let it be known that the cap and gown are actually very uncomfortable. I was surprised when my head started to hurt during the ceremony because of the weight of the mortarboard.
No matter how many smiles are in those pictures let it be known that the cap and gown are actually very uncomfortable. I was surprised when my head started to hurt during the ceremony because of the weight of the mortarboard.
Regardless of how uncomfortable it felt it was pretty awesome to be dressed in a way that Harry Potter must be accustomed to. Falling to pieces from laughter with friends over just how ridiculous it all seemed made it worth it.
Official photographs done and alumni hoodie bought we made our way to the hall ready for the ceremony. Three separate languages, Welsh, English and Latin, a lot of clapping and shaking hands with the vice chancellor made up a two hour ceremony were there were a lot of cheers and tears. We doffed out caps for the alumni address and made our way outside so that we could celebrate being graduates.
The rest of the afternoon was a whirlwind of photographs for
the local paper, my college and for friends and family. Tossing caps in the air
is actually quite a dangerous but hilarious practice and we got some successful
shots. The one thing I am glad about is how close the university is to the
beach so we went down onto the sands to get in some pictures at the place where
revision, barbeques and friendly games of football occurred.
Later in the evening my whole family got together to break
fast (as it was Ramadan) and we shared what must have been a ridiculous amount
of food and ice cream cake. By the time I crawled into bed I was just grateful
to have my head hit the pillow.