Brain the Size of a Planet

Well, as I’ve now had my graduation ceremony I suppose I have now officially graduated. It seems strange not to be going back to university any more, although my job’s keeping me busy at the moment. I suppose it’s the not having to read books and write essays that I’m missing. Hang on … no, not really. I’ll never miss having to write essays, but I think it’s more a case of not having anything to focus my brain on after three years of intense study.

The graduation was a mixture of fun, boredom and extremely annoying clothing. It was good to see people again and catch up, if only briefly with what everyone is up to.  I’ve decided I wasn’t designed to wear a robe, despite my best efforts at Margaret Rutherford impressions. The blessed thing kept falling off my shoulders, as did the hood, and the hat very nearly fell off my head when I was being presented for my award. Oh well, it’s all over now. I can chalk it up to experience and forget about it (until my mother brings out the photographs – oh no!)