'Finally we're the official students here!!!'
'So what should we do?'
'Do works...'
'..........'
Woke up fucking early just for the matriculation at 8am. While putting on the sub-fusc, my bow tie was torn. omfg, I hope it's nt some bad omen since it is if your shoe lace was torn. Anyway firstly portrait individual photos were taken. Then we need to sort ourselves according to height. pfffft.
'It'll be funny if other people know how long it takes for oxford college students to sort themselves according to height.'
Yes, it took fucking long. Then group photo bla3. Then we moved to the Sheldonian Theatre, where in it pic are not allowed to be taken. But no one cares. When the 'speaker' (whoever he was) came in, silence befell, which was broken by the sound of camera flashing. Everyone chuckled.
A vice chancellor and the speaker exchanged some latin as if we all understood it. Acts of putting on and removing the hat and bowing were conducted in bet them. Bla3, it ended.
When we went out, we were just some animals in display, to be watched by the tourists. Feels good actually!! HAHAHHA~~
Then we went punting, as one guy, liang yi said it's a tradition for us matriculants to punt, which I then found out to be false. Punting is damn hard.
Had a squash in trinity college, onn's college, and a night with the bruneian seniors in hanif's and kam's hse. That ends the long day.
Johannes, Me, luke, Owain
Univ biochemists -Me, Emma, Kerstin, Andreas
Standing in front of the Sheldonian Theatre
In the theatre
The 'speaker' came in
Univ
Punting
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