To err is human, to aarrrrrrrr is pirate.

This weekend I was yet again, down in Banterbury (see what I did there?!),  but this time for more pressing reasons than immense socialising.  I had my graduation!  I missed it in the summer because I was on holiday.  At the time I wasn't that fussed about missing it, but when they offered me another chance to go I decided I should, end of an era and all that!  Also, I knew this was a suitable excuse to take a half day and go out for dinner with the parentals, dinner is what us Christophers do best!  Pizza Express was the eatery of choice, and R came along for a bit of munch too.  I then had to go and pick up my cap and gown, or cape as I like to call it, superman chic.

 The hat was a bit big so the lady decided to pin it to my hair.  It was on so securely I swear she drilled it into my skull, there was no throwing of the hat for me!  After much indecisiveness, I decided to wear heels even though I was sure I would fall over.  I had even planned to stay down if I did hit the deck!  I think the real reason I didn't want to go to graduation at first is because I knew I wouldn't be in the honors degree section.  I thought it would be done in order of results and I'd be at the end and the speaker would be like "...and last but not least".  Anyway, turns out I wasn't the only one in the "drinker's degree" section of the program, but they did group us together.  Like animals.  In a cage.  Although it was less of a cage, more of a conventional seated arrangement.  It kicked off with a bit of music from the orchestra at the front.  They played that one from Babe, which was cool.  I decided to share this information with the guy sitting next to me.  He just looked at me very blankly, but I knew he was just emotional about reliving the moving story of Babe in his head.  OINK.  The guest speaker rambled on for about 12 years about Kent and why it's so great ZZzzzzzzzz........ When he finally finished, let's just say I wasn't clapping because it was a good speech.  So then they got down to the actual graduation bit.  Amazing what some people see fit to name their children isn't it!?  I felt sorry for the guy who was reading them all out, he struggled a bit with Xi Chang Wang for some reason.  When our names were called out we had to go up a ramp (potential hazard in heels) shake this guys hand then walk the complete length of the aisle before sitting back down.  The amount of chances I had to fall were staggering.  I managed to make it back to my seat without even stumbling!  Champion.  At the end the speaker said to the graduates "your families have shown you support this evening, now it's your turn to reciprocate" and we had to stand up and clap our families.  Someone down the front shouted "I LOVE YOU MUM" which made me crack up!  I was hoping this would be an emotional moment for my parentals, but neither of them cried.  They were proud though so that was cool.  I didn't really want to give the hat back but I had to, then I went back to R's where C, D, A and L were ready and raring to go to the Venue!  A cracking night ensued.  We eventually got "liberated" from the Venue by the bouncers who were kind enough to suggest we leave the establishment after D and A decided to host a gymnastics competition on the sofas.  The rest of us were kicked out by association.

Saturday, R, A and I went into town for a spot of retail therapy, then spent the rest of the afternoon chilling in a coffee shop.  It was very pleasant.  We even had a little debate at one point.  I'm a graduate now, I'm allowed to debate.  Or am I?  Discuss........
R and I cooked a risotto for dinner whilst having a mini rave in the kitchen, disco munch, then everyone came round and we watched Ratatouille.  Somewhere along the way, J decided we could all be honorary black people for the night.  Cue lots of "mmmmmm hmm", "guuuuuuuuuurl" and "Shaniqua, LaToya, Shaquifriatika, TayTay, BonQuiQui............" for about half and hour, apparently all black people are American because that seemed to be the accent of choice.  Now I kinda wanna be black!  Nothing like a bit of mild stereotyping to end an evening is there.  All in all it was hugely chilled out day.

Sunday, we watched The Birds.  I've seen it before at school, but had forgotten how funny it is!  I know it's a horror and everything but nowadays we're used to gore-fests like Saw and Hostel, so old scary films just seem like comedy in comparison.  It also shocked us that in old films, the girl characters are always so pathetic and whiny.  Strap on a pair!  A bird's coming at you-punch it in the face!

 Don't cower in the corner waiting for the bloke to get it off you, pathetic woman!  Would be a much better film if the leading lady grabbed the bird of her head, slapped it round the face and told it to "do one, you annoying little shite!".  The film would end about 3 minutes in, the birds wouldn't come back after that!  Lacrosse was cancelled due to inclement weather conditions.  Well we don't want to get wet, do we!?  I got the train home from the 'bury and my sister, who was back from Paris for the weekend, picked me up.

This weekend, A and I have arranged to have an "old lady day".  We will be going for a walk in the park, then to lunch and chill in a coffee shop, we may even top this off with an evening swim!  Other than that I have nothing planned, makes a change!

Holla!

Lucy x