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| Graduation morning |
I finally graduated university after all the blood, sweat and tears (literally). My last year of school was probably the most emotional of all. I went to university with an idea of who I wanted to be but by the end of the last semester like many new graduates I had no idea who I was. I wished for those high school days again, the good old days were my only worries were keeping up with the latest music and dance moves. Graduation felt more like judgement day, all my life one thing always remained constant, Education, Education and Education. I was stepping into the abyss.
Graduation morning my hair was just as scared as I was as. A light blow dry and a few raindrops later; blessed English weather my hair was clearly making a statement 'I cannot be tamed.' I had to fight it to put my graduation cap on, fearing my cap would 'poof off' I restrained the mane back with an army of hairpins. If I was not going to show the fear on my face it clearly was.
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| After graduation |
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| With my molders |
A few pictures later the light bulb moment finally came up with the graduation picture saviour up-do.
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| The final product |
Here is a list of 10 things I will miss about university.
- Adventures with my partner in crime
- Grant and bursary.
- All the wonderful people I met!
- Societies
- Camping out in the library .
- Fresher's week (all the free food and events never missed freshers!)
- My student card and all those discounts.
- Manchester South SDA Church and the free lunch after service (kept me alive)
- Harvesting food from people when your food runs out ( aka visiting)
- House Parties.
- Shopping like crazy after the student loan drops in!
The changes that happened in university? My waistline, my thighs and everything shrunk. The of lack parent funded meals meant feeding on a budget and being just under 5.2 I looked like a twelve year old. I left home a size 10 but my clothes size fluctuated from 10, 8, 6 ,4. I graduated a size 6 a month after returning to my mother's house I am now a proud size 8.
Despite the setbacks overall when I think about it university was amazing. I met people I would have never encountered in my small home city (like the guy who took me out on a date and paid for everything with vouchers from the cinema ticket to the ice-cream) and I heard every chat up line in the book. I did things I never thought I would like leading a conga line at a house party, going to poetry nights, the theatre, art galleries, gate crashing a Halloween party and riding a bus dressed a zombie bride with a moustache and a uni- brow. Shopping in my p.j's. Going outside a club with my friends in our house clothes and I had a shower cap on as well (the life of a natural ), I was still deep conditioning my hair and men still approached us the effects of alcohol. Taking part in a documentary. I accomplished one of my dreams being in a church choir, definitely one of the things I will really miss.
While I embark on the quest to determine my career, reflecting on the past three years has made me realise how strong and truly blessed I am to have the opportunity that I had. I am ready to face the future and to waking up each morning thankful. To my fellow Class of 2012 graduates, while filling up those applications and going to those interviews, remember to stay positive it, despite the lost hours of sleep and library fines it was worth it.
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| Camping out in the library |
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| Afro- Caribbean trip to the slavery museum |
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| Gate crashing Halloween party |
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| First week of University 2009 |
