It’s official, I’m a graduate!

i'm a graduate

So it’s official… I’m a graduate.

AGH.

I still don’t believe it, mainly because I feel way too young to be a graduate and have my life together. Can I just rewind to the gin & lemonade and dancing on the tables in Fibbers pls??

Graduation was such a good end to my time in York.

It was a whirlwind filled with a lot of “hey, we did it, okay, yep, catch you later” moments, the wind battling to rip our hats of our heads and the obligatory goose or duck getting in the way.

We were even given a toy duck as a reminder of our time at York. FYI ducks and geese are everywhere on campus, you have to dodge bird poo on your way to lectures, traffic stops if they cross the road and that is why you don’t put a lake on a campus.

Anyhoo, Graduation, which feels so many moons ago now, was wonderful. It all made me very nostalgic tbh, even looking at the photos I feel the same lil mushy warm feels for my time in York.

I got to York super early and was gowned. The gowns are grey which I was slightly sad about, but on the day they looked good really.

After taking a gallizon photos in said gown, I went and got all the freebies, took staged photos with a fake random scroll and found my pals, had lunch in V bar (on campus bar) – it all kinda seemed very mundane bar the hats & gowns. But that’s what you get for a 4:15 pm graduation.

Then we lined up, while we clung onto our hats for dear life and filed in for the ceremony.

It passed by in a flash, I didn’t fall, I walked across the stage, definitely said a far too enthusiastic THANK YOU VERY MUCH as I got my certificate and my Mum was grinning at me like a loon.

After the ceremony we obviously took more photos and chatted with everybody’s family. Sadly I didn’t take as many photos as I would have liked, but these are some of my faves.

i'm a graduate

Our department also had a traditional printing press to print us all a poem, and Helen made another fantastic speech at our department drinks, that made us all a bit nostalgic.

The evening involved alcohol and some fab humans, and a stunning cake that could have been a wedding cake tbh. Here is the happy couple – one of my uni wives – Franky.

What a dream! Graduation was a blast and a perfect end to an absolutely incredible, bonkers three years in York that I would not change a single moment of.

Now I’m off into the real world as a graduate.

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