My Graduation

What an amazing day!

I got to uni and directed my parents to the canteen. I loitered in the foyer for a while then decided to go and get sorted. It must have been nerves. First i went and registered and got my guest tickets then i made my way to the robing area. Once i had that mortar board and gown on i felt amazing. All the work i had put in to get to this moment. I went to find my parents and as i was walking down the corridor people were looking and it felt so good. I know that makes me sound like i have a massive ego but it was my day after all.

The ceremony itself was quite boring in all truth. We had to stand for the procession to come in then it was what seemed like endless speeches. They called us up a row at a time. I know that when i stood to walk to where we queued i was so nervous. When i got to the front and the Dean called my name i just looked straight at the Vice Chancellor and walked. I had a huge grin on my face. I shook her hand, she congratulated me and that was it. Over.

The pride i felt on friday was immense. Even my dad was choked up and gave me a hug. This is from a man who rarely shows his emotion. I can't wait for my official photo to arrive.

Now it seems like it was so long ago and at times i wonder if it actually happened. I know it did though. Even my friend in Brunei got to watch it thanks to the marvel of modern technology. It was truely the best day of my life (so far) and i'm pleased i got to share it with friends and family.

I'm still smiling.