After a two week notice of early leave, I managed to go to my graduation. Unexpectedly, it is very different from the one I have seen in Keele. As the founder intended, this university should be open to all, regardless of race or religion. So no medieval English or complicated format, we celebrated the special occasion with a long speech given by the head of UCL department. Strange enough we were reminded over and over how great university it is. Do we really need to do that? After all, this is a graduation, not an open day for potential students. It was the choice that all of us made three years ago, and I am sure all of us realized that this is a great choice.

 

The other thing that is pretty interesting and unexpected is that all the people sitting around me actually work as traders in the City. Since I always label UCL as an academic oriented place, I can now probably label it as a place for future traders.

 

Thanks for all those that come to my graduation and those who do not. It is a great occasion and I am extremely grateful. As the ceremony was approaching the end, my emotion also went high. Indeed, we should say thank you to all of those who gave us all the support.

 

Regarding to the work, not too much to be said. It was not intensive, but still I ended up in the office late and also I did not have much reading in my spare time done. I suspect if I still have the ability to think and think is what really counts in this industry. But at the end of the day, it was only first week. After dinner with Peony and Uncle, I start to accept the fact that it will take three months rather than three weeks to settle down in my new role. Have a nice week ahead, I can only wish.