An amazing spectacle by the old Languages Centre at the U of J. The names of those who are set to graduate this semester, and mine among them! This is the story.

I’m casually walking by, looking for some buddies to catch cold with on this harshly cold day, when I am dressed in a less-than-satisfactory-manner, and I see two of my friends.

So I smile, I go over to say salam, and they ask me if I had seen my name.

Friends: Have you seen your name on the paper?
Tololy: What paper?
Friends: Your name is on that paper hung on the glass door of the centre!
Tololy: Seriously?
Friends: Yeah!
Tololy: What for?
Friends: Go check it out, and congrats girl!

So I go, and I have absolutely no idea what to expect. Had I not seen those two friends I would probably have not known about this in, say, two weeks’ time. A buddy comes trotting and finds me looking at the wrong paper, they’re all the same -those official papers- you know. He shows me where to look and I see my name, there! On top of the list! My friend congratulates me again and ,again, I do not know why I am being congratulated.

Then I understand it all. I am an honours student, and my GPA is the highest in the Modern Languages Department! Surreal!I am euphoric, absolutely euphoric about this. I set myself a goal in 2002 and I have managed to reach my destination, I really have, that’s the most sensational bit about the whole thing. This is an amazing feeling, I am genuinely proud of myself and I feel a little less guilty about my crazy shopping crusade of yesterday.

I call Mama, my sisters, my friends, and even my lady boss-friend. She tells me additional good news about work and this day could not get any better! (well it could but I just love it as is).

My first goal secured, I am good to go to the next one, two, three… Infinity.

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