Nothing much has been going on lately. It’s just work, work and work at the moment.
I posed as a “hair model” on Monday for one of our colour sessions and nodded off in front of 20 peole! The person doing my hair was like: “Oh! I think my model has fallen asleep!” How embarrassing is that! I spent the rest of the hour sitting up as straight as I could and straining to keep my eyes open.
Saw a bus yesterday morning that read „Kaffee Pause“ (coffee break). I took that as a sign that weekend is on its way.
November 26, 2005
November 08, 2005
I graduated last Friday!!!
Late as usual, I just made it to the venue 5 minutes before the ceremony started. Having been pretty blasé about the whole graduation thing, I felt the adrenalin starting to flow when I saw the church full of many sharp looking individuals.
Rustle, rustle, cough, cough, amazing grace was sung and the speeches began. A few rousing monologues later, the audience’s woke up to the first few student graduates being invited up front to receive their diploma. As there were 126 students graduating we were called up in groups of eight.
In due course my name was called. I walked forward, collected my diploma and posed for photographs with my group. “So this is it,” I thought, feeling kind of flat. But then, back in my seat it really hit me: I had just graduated!
This diploma, this document, symbolises 4 years of hard slog; 8 semesters of fun, laughter, anxiety, frustration, putting up with people I did not like, and achievement. This piece of paper also stands for internships in Paris, New York, Lörrach, Kuala Lumpur and my diploma report in Basel. Wow!
Suddenly I was smiling, truly smiling. I had finally finished.
After all the graduates had received their diploma it was time for the award ceremony. Now I knew that the best of the year would receive a prize, but what I did not know was that it was the custom to honour the best three or four of the year. (I had tied for second place with two other girls.) As I was not expecting any special mention, it was quite a shock to be called up again with the other two. We were all suddenly very nervous and sort of slunk forward to collect our prize. I guess I just grinned from ear to ear like the village idiot, and walked up those few steps worrying that I would trip and fall flat on my face. But nothing happened and then suddenly I was calm. I managed to look out into the audience when posing for the photographer. My mind went blank and the only comprehensive thought that remained was “Oh wow!!” I guess I have half a brain after all.
In that moment I felt quite proud, and when I saw the happy faces of my parents, brother and boyfriend it really thrilled me. I had managed to make them proud – my true achievement.
Rustle, rustle, cough, cough, amazing grace was sung and the speeches began. A few rousing monologues later, the audience’s woke up to the first few student graduates being invited up front to receive their diploma. As there were 126 students graduating we were called up in groups of eight.
In due course my name was called. I walked forward, collected my diploma and posed for photographs with my group. “So this is it,” I thought, feeling kind of flat. But then, back in my seat it really hit me: I had just graduated!
This diploma, this document, symbolises 4 years of hard slog; 8 semesters of fun, laughter, anxiety, frustration, putting up with people I did not like, and achievement. This piece of paper also stands for internships in Paris, New York, Lörrach, Kuala Lumpur and my diploma report in Basel. Wow!
Suddenly I was smiling, truly smiling. I had finally finished.
After all the graduates had received their diploma it was time for the award ceremony. Now I knew that the best of the year would receive a prize, but what I did not know was that it was the custom to honour the best three or four of the year. (I had tied for second place with two other girls.) As I was not expecting any special mention, it was quite a shock to be called up again with the other two. We were all suddenly very nervous and sort of slunk forward to collect our prize. I guess I just grinned from ear to ear like the village idiot, and walked up those few steps worrying that I would trip and fall flat on my face. But nothing happened and then suddenly I was calm. I managed to look out into the audience when posing for the photographer. My mind went blank and the only comprehensive thought that remained was “Oh wow!!” I guess I have half a brain after all.
In that moment I felt quite proud, and when I saw the happy faces of my parents, brother and boyfriend it really thrilled me. I had managed to make them proud – my true achievement.
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