Ok- Hi all, I have already deleted this once by accident so apologies if its dull I used my best anecdotes previously...
So this week was graduation. It was busy. I left at 9pm of Wednesday night, arrived 8.30am thrusaday and the flight took 7 hours.. yes i know- doesnt make sense. go figure..
Jumped on a bus to st albans and was in starbucks by 11am! :) Met adam before his class, hit the shops for last min items, hair dressers, off to uni where i managed to freak out kevin who didnt know why I was there. Bumped into Rob, then met adam again and went got him to take suitcase to hotel- it was heavy ok!
Met parents around 5pm went for dinner, drank wine, received gifts went to bed. LONG day.
Friday was graduation. Went to Arena 10am, met Tom, Carly, Kerry, Rob and Will in line for Robe fitting. This phrase ahs no actaul meaning as the robe did anything but fit. I mean i go to the effort of measuring my head to be given a random mortar board that fell of at the slightest movement!
Following this went for coffee with parents and brother and low and behold found Tom, his mum and Carly sitting there. Of course my dad insists on talking to everyone so that was a lively debate. and who knew my mum used to be a librarian same as Toms? I drank my coffee and left them to it. We then had photo's at various angles of the cathedral with combinations of family members and met Brooke and her family doing the same.
Following this adam appeared had photo's taken before headihng off to i assume his lectures?
The ceremony was good- nobody tripped up,. or fell. and although it was a little nippy in the cathedral for all 3 hours of the ceremony I think the generally consensus was good.Including 'that speech' by Daniel Piggot which I later complimented Los on - he seemed slightly peeved shall we say...
Then there was tea and cake. My dad managed to track down los, and I ripped my shirt attempting to remove all 20 odd safety pins keeping my robe on.
Then came the pub. Drinks. Merriment. A camera lost. A red wine found.. you know how it goes.. many an interesting chat with brooke's family, a cab ride home....
Saturday I woke up with a headache. Was force fed a huge breakfast by parents and then abandoned as they went home. Adam picked me up from Hotel, and went back to his house- where I promply fell asleep. I know what great company I am. Having slept off my hangover- we went out for dinner in Newmarket and then met up with his friends in a cheesy pub where I kid you not - the spice girls were playing when I walked in. There was a strange man dancing in what I can only describe as 70's comeback revival style.. alone in the middle of the pub.
Sunday I slept too long. Had to get up v. quickly and fit everything I had been given into my suitcase before jumping in car to airport. Once there I had breakfast with adam and then jumped on my plane. This is the boring part I did nothing. Well I read about 14 magazines and fell asleep. I got in to JFK around 8pm and then spent a further 3 hours attempting to use NY public transport to get home. I mean seriouosly...i could have been half way back again by then!
I got back to find a new face in my apartment - apparently Maz's friend was staying over so I just went to sleep.
Yesterday I took the day off work to recover form jert lag and buiy food etc. I had class in the evening where my entire group (bar one) had been taken ill/suddenly gone home without notice and so this was a very unproductive class. I had food with Rich, Raj and Suba then headed home to recount my weekend to Dina and Vik before going to bed.
I am at work now and this has taken an uncannily long time to write due to my work load today. phew. enjoy x
