So, I'm going to be honest, I'm writing this blog post in hindsight; I failed to keep up with my weekly blog post challenge, but there is a good reason for that- as you will see- and at least I'm making up for it now with this back-tracking.
Basically, 4th week marked a kind of turning point in Michaelmas term for me. This week was quite an inspirational one and it reached it's pinnacle at the weekend when all of my old uni friends came back for their graduation ceremony. Graduation is always a special day: All the graduates turned up with their families, with big smiles on their faces, looking smart in their gowns and mortar boards. It was all very Harry-Potter-esque and you could almost hear the end of film music in the background as you watched them all flock into college. I was so happy to see all of my old gang of friends back together again, and the friendly faces I used to love seeing around college so much. It was like going back in time and remember what the college atmosphere used to feel like. Nostalgia for them, but nostalgia for me too, which was weird because obviously I'm still here.
In the midst of all of this, I had lots of work to do, and the longer I stood waiting for them all to arrive, chatting to them all, sharing the special day with them, the more guilty I felt about not being in the place I knew I should be - the library. I watched them all come out of the Sheldonian theatre, took lots of pictures and it all just felt so surreal. You could just sense the aura of pride and satisfaction floating around all of them. They had all been down to the depths of exam stress and had managed to emerge from it all, standing tall looking glorious after a summer of celebration (and life-planning.) I admired them all and so it was a great motivation, it made me want to work hard, push myself to my limits, because I realised that the more I do now, the better this feeling at the end of it all will be. They had come through it all together, and there was such a strong feeling of team spirit, they were like a surviving troops returning from battle. What they had been through together meant that they will probably all be friends for a long long time, and meant that now they could celebrate it all together too.
After this, I just felt like getting totally serious about all of my work. I went back to the library and my concentration was the highest it had been all term. I did one essay after another, and somehow seemed to understand it all better than I had before. I stopped over-thinking it all and just got on with it. They reminded me of what I'm working towards, where I'm heading. That's why I didn't write a blog post this week, I focused completely on work and didn't allow any distractions. It was also pretty emotional to see them all, and have to say goodbye again, but c'est la vie. I'm lucky to have such a good group of 4th years with me this year, we have really tied together and now we have the vision of graduation to keep us all going too. At least, I hope I make it that far... Here's trying!
Basically, 4th week marked a kind of turning point in Michaelmas term for me. This week was quite an inspirational one and it reached it's pinnacle at the weekend when all of my old uni friends came back for their graduation ceremony. Graduation is always a special day: All the graduates turned up with their families, with big smiles on their faces, looking smart in their gowns and mortar boards. It was all very Harry-Potter-esque and you could almost hear the end of film music in the background as you watched them all flock into college. I was so happy to see all of my old gang of friends back together again, and the friendly faces I used to love seeing around college so much. It was like going back in time and remember what the college atmosphere used to feel like. Nostalgia for them, but nostalgia for me too, which was weird because obviously I'm still here.
In the midst of all of this, I had lots of work to do, and the longer I stood waiting for them all to arrive, chatting to them all, sharing the special day with them, the more guilty I felt about not being in the place I knew I should be - the library. I watched them all come out of the Sheldonian theatre, took lots of pictures and it all just felt so surreal. You could just sense the aura of pride and satisfaction floating around all of them. They had all been down to the depths of exam stress and had managed to emerge from it all, standing tall looking glorious after a summer of celebration (and life-planning.) I admired them all and so it was a great motivation, it made me want to work hard, push myself to my limits, because I realised that the more I do now, the better this feeling at the end of it all will be. They had come through it all together, and there was such a strong feeling of team spirit, they were like a surviving troops returning from battle. What they had been through together meant that they will probably all be friends for a long long time, and meant that now they could celebrate it all together too.
After this, I just felt like getting totally serious about all of my work. I went back to the library and my concentration was the highest it had been all term. I did one essay after another, and somehow seemed to understand it all better than I had before. I stopped over-thinking it all and just got on with it. They reminded me of what I'm working towards, where I'm heading. That's why I didn't write a blog post this week, I focused completely on work and didn't allow any distractions. It was also pretty emotional to see them all, and have to say goodbye again, but c'est la vie. I'm lucky to have such a good group of 4th years with me this year, we have really tied together and now we have the vision of graduation to keep us all going too. At least, I hope I make it that far... Here's trying!
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