LLB GRADUATION 2011
Yesterday me and Dagny re- lived our graduation from last year by going to QMUL's law graduation, cheering on our Erasmus friends who graduated this year. Aaaahh all the memories! It's fascinating how our own graduation can feel so much like yesterday but still like years ago.
I was so impressed by Charles' cameratechnique- he was obviously very aware of his lady's high picture- demands (both when it comes to amount and quality). Not only did he take about 10 pictures of her per 2 seconds from every angle possible, but at the same time he says the magic words "don't worry babe, the shoes are in the picture." Ahh. What a man! You could all learn from him!
Note to self: if you're a troll with a height of 1,63 and out on the town with two gorgeous blondes, put your HEELS on!
Afterwards Dags took me out for a lunch- date to celebrate our friends' graduation. (Which we didn't think was strange at all even though they were all at dinners with their families. We're such good friends, taking the day off for them!) That basically meant that I was half drunk at about 3.30, only for Dagny to say "It's so strange, this always happens when people are with me!" (It's funny because it really does. And it's not strange. Because Dagny's Finnish.)
After some more wine and down- time in Dagny's flat I got a burger, put it in my handbag for later (it seemed like a really good idea at the time) and headed off to QMUL's Campus where Pete had a little graduation- gathering. If the morning had been a nostalgia- trip this was the ultimate one: being back in halls that even smelled the same as they did 4 years ago, and with the same people that I used to live with.
Nat and Rob
Pete and Steve
Me and Angelica. (She said something funny right when the picture was taken. But it's too vulgar for me to tell you. Shame on you, Ange!)
Alex started suspecting what would happen right when I texted him saying I was having lunch with Dagny, and so encouraged an early trip home. Which was probably probably a good idea- you should always stop when you're on top. It was a happy MissFriFri that wandered home through the Hackney evening at the respectable time of 10.30, BigMac still in handbag and slightly emotional from all the nostalgia.
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