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So yesterday I graduated from the University of Paisley with a MSc in waste management with environmental management.
The ceremony was short and graceful as these things go (this is my third time at being a victim, so I have some experience of it). It was in the Thomas Coates Memorial Church, which is a beautiful example of late Victorian / Edwardian architecture. The faculty processed in and the chancellor gave an introductory speech (which unfortunately could have been used for bullshit bingo). Then it was immediately on to awarding the degrees; no celebrities or honoraries or anything. The awards were unrushed but all the same we were done within an hour of the ceremony starting. Then the faculty processed out and the new graduates processed behind them.
After that there was a reception for the science faculty. My mother had come to the ceremony as my guest and so I was able to introduce her to Jennifer, my degree supervisor, who not only helped me through getting this thing done but also got me the job I now have, and is an amazing woman altogether.
Then back to my place to change out of my kilt, and to have a glass of wine and some nibbles before meeting my brother on Ashton lane for a drink and going on to the Baby Grand for dinner with him and my mother. My brother gave me a Waterman pen, which is absolutely gorgeous, and my mother gave me a cross-stitched cartoon of a cat throwing a mortar-board in the air.
Then, because Mum was nervous about taking the train home late in the evening, I escorted her back to Greenock and stayed there overnight.
So that's it, my degree's done and I've got the qualification. This has been quite an achievement since I blew my PhD and I've had a confidence block ever since. Maybe I'll try for my PhD some time in the future, but it'll not be soon and it'll have to be on something like planetology or astrophysics or something that I can get into studying for enjoyment.
The ceremony was short and graceful as these things go (this is my third time at being a victim, so I have some experience of it). It was in the Thomas Coates Memorial Church, which is a beautiful example of late Victorian / Edwardian architecture. The faculty processed in and the chancellor gave an introductory speech (which unfortunately could have been used for bullshit bingo). Then it was immediately on to awarding the degrees; no celebrities or honoraries or anything. The awards were unrushed but all the same we were done within an hour of the ceremony starting. Then the faculty processed out and the new graduates processed behind them.
After that there was a reception for the science faculty. My mother had come to the ceremony as my guest and so I was able to introduce her to Jennifer, my degree supervisor, who not only helped me through getting this thing done but also got me the job I now have, and is an amazing woman altogether.
Then back to my place to change out of my kilt, and to have a glass of wine and some nibbles before meeting my brother on Ashton lane for a drink and going on to the Baby Grand for dinner with him and my mother. My brother gave me a Waterman pen, which is absolutely gorgeous, and my mother gave me a cross-stitched cartoon of a cat throwing a mortar-board in the air.
Then, because Mum was nervous about taking the train home late in the evening, I escorted her back to Greenock and stayed there overnight.
So that's it, my degree's done and I've got the qualification. This has been quite an achievement since I blew my PhD and I've had a confidence block ever since. Maybe I'll try for my PhD some time in the future, but it'll not be soon and it'll have to be on something like planetology or astrophysics or something that I can get into studying for enjoyment.
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