My dad recently graduated (oh it must have been the summer of 2012) and he went to the university that I did. When I found out the colours were red and gold I immediately thought about Gryffindor and spent the whole day cracking Harry Potter jokes - the best was just chanting "Go, go, Gryffindor!"
Fast forward two years and it is now my turn to graduate. It's a really nervous time because it's like, the future now, and I'm supposed to be able to give an answer to that classic question "so what do you want to be when you grow up?" I still don't know in all honesty. I have rough ideas but I don't know if they'll come together. Can I not just be a kid forever?
I got my results on the 27th of June and to be completely honest I was disappointed with my Second Class Honours because I expect the best (why shouldn't you expect to get full marks when you put all that work in, you know?) but thinking back I've been groomed for that grade since the start. I remember at some point early on in the course asking if I could get a First Class and the response was like "...er.... Maybe?" So my own tutors don't want me to exceed? Thanks for that. My course has been bad from start to finish: poorly organised, very little tutor time and support, it's like the feeling of walking around in complete darkness trying to make a complicated gourmet recipe after only been given a calculator and a stethoscope as an appliance. Exactly, that doesn't make any sense.
One brilliant thing came out of my university experience (as well as the expected confidence boost, friends and a bit of paper that means I can get a job worth more than £20,000 a year - hopefully) was my early graduation / results day present:
I have Dumbledore's wand! I'm a wizard now guys! Not just any wizard - like the most powerful wizard because it's the Elder Wand, yo. Honestly, it's just the best thing to receive when your life is in shambles and there's a big scary next part. I am going to Avade Kedavra at everything because I can and I'm secretly evil.
I graduated on July 15th (yesterday) so I can finally stop rattling on about university. It's all officially over! Overall, yeah, I'm a happy bunny. A happy wizard bunny. With a wand and everything. It offers some nice closure after not receiving my Hogwarts letter back in 2003 because my parents or postman was jealous. Armed, wand in hand, I can venture in to this world as an adult.