Anyone who has mentioned graduation to me will have heard my description of it as “three hours of boredom punctuated by a moment of excitement”. (I didn’t make that up; it’s a paraphrase of the quote about war: “long periods of boredom punctuated by moments of sheer terror”.) I guess I attend it anyway because it serves as a useful psychological “marker” that the degree is over. If I didn’t go, I think I’d have a huge sense of anticlimax.

(The fact that I go may also have something to do with my parents being on staff and thus able to sit on the stage and put the hood over my head; also something to do with my grandmother’s demand for photographs.)

On this coming Wednesday (the 12th) I will graduate from UCT with a BSc in Computer Science and Mathematics. I will receive the degree with distinctions in Computer Science and Mathematics, and with a distinction in the degree overall; I will also be on the Dean’s Merit List. My final marks for this year are:

It actually feels quite weird, to have finally reached this point. For the last three years, I’ve worked away at my courses, but I’ve never really had a feeling that I was actually approaching an endpoint. Now, suddenly, it hits me: I have finished my undergraduate studies. Wow. It’s actually quite a big deal.

Of course, I’m returning to UCT for Honours next year, so it’s not as if what I do with my day is actually going to significantly change (although I will have a much heavier workload). But still. Wow. In a week’s time I’ll be able to style myself Mr. Adrian Frith, B.Sc. (Cape Town). (Although it would be rather pretentious to do that outside of a formal academic setting.)