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Grafton In the dark cloud of graduation, at least we have an Olympic UK to bemusedly celebrate Mia de Graaf nlike last year’s graduates, of sweaty heat on London trans- seems like the whole country’s been way or another though, if you give and ice skating every New Years and next year’s gradu- port, sporting puns in every single taken by surprise, and the arbi- me a plastic crown, three pints of Day my bones have become no less Uates, our year seem set for television advert on every single trary-ness of shrouding oneself in a Pimms, and a well-cushioned chair prone to snapping at the swing of a a somewhat different experience. channel, and more patriotism than flag shine through. We’re not built and you can shroud me in whatever bat, and nothing – no man, woman, While it’s all well and good to nurse the average Brit can or should take variation of St George parapher- child, or animal – knows pain bet- our sorry confidences that have in a lifetime. nalia you like. It’s the emphasis on ter than my coccyx. Further, the been quashed, batted and blasted Visiting Oxford uni last week Union Jacks are bridg- sport that makes this closure some- only medal I ever won was the re- by the unrelentingly exclusive jobs I was coerced into attending “Cap- what defunct for me. In the various sult of a teacher reading the long market, we always knew the sta- tain’s Cocktails” – a drinking event ing a Renaissance fashionings of my post-University jump list upside down. But still, the ble career mill was going to be a on a rugby pitch with stacked ladz life I’ve imagined over time I was family persisted and I have forever write-off before we even started at and fawning girls (the former ply- from its general fas- all ready for a go-go-go, carpe felt like Steve Martin. Now the en- uni. Years before us suffered at its ing the latter with constant alcohol cist connotations, to diem, ‘screw employment’, take- tire world is at it. Even Mariano Ra- mercy, and years to come will too: for six hours) naked but for red, life-by-the-horns approach; try joy, Prime Minister of Europe’s cur- it’s something we should, by now, white and blue paint/bits of fab- pure unadulterated new things, see new places, pervade rent disaster zone, felt compelled to just accept. This year though do de- ric. Had I been told it was an EDL new paths, and essentially shed the fly to Ukraine for Spain vs. Italy in serve a smidgen of sympathy (and sex-fest I wouldn’t have batted an UK-loving constraints of formal education in a the group stages of the Euros. ‘Nuff I’m not just saying that because I’m eyelid. big way. said. in it, but, every cloud). Whether the With the Jubilee, the Olym- for this kind of passion. Or maybe But the literally global atten- This excitement and animation Olympics excite, thrill, arouse, elec- pics, and the Euros, Union Jacks we are and I’m not used to it. I was tion being paid to sports of all kinds rings so much of British attempt trify you, piss you off, or have no are bridging a Renaissance from taken aback to say the least arriv- instead throws me into a flashback to keep up with the cool kidz, but bearing on your emotions, graduat- its general fascist connotations, ing home to see my mum, sister, nightmare of my childhood, with with a slightly clumsy outcome, ing into an Olympic UK is nuts. to pure unadulterated UK-loving. and friends shedding tears as Alan four athletically able sisters and like a Bridget Jones-esque family I can’t say I’m anti-Olympic (I It probably won’t make it though: Titchmarsh read out the day of the two hyper-active parents, my inca- affair; a bit forced, a bit try-hard, have tickets to the women’s wres- unlike the Americans, who have jubilee, brandishing a Manchester pacity in comparison really came to a bit of a let-down (Colin Firth’s tling final…) but on the whole, the cheesy, heart-felt country-loving city flag from the deck of our house- the fore by sustaining itself against reindeer jumper being replaced by merits of a sporting event are not down to a tee, this year of jubilee, boat. But I think Elizabeth, herself, all odds. Despite weekly rollerskat- the tragic Olympic kits). Yes, it will enough to justify, for me, the in- Euros and Olympics has demanded may not have quite got that one. ing, summerly tennis, regular go- all die down, but my god is it being comprehensibly increased amount such a force of comradery that it I can get into patriotism in one karting, some bold skiing ventures, dragged out. 19/06/12 www.ey.com/uk/careers M3 Zany Festivals Thinking Inside Forget Leeds and Glastonbury, if you really want to ‘loose yourself and find ‘the Man’, the Box head abroad to some of the world’s most weird and wonderful events Camilla Apcar he ending of a long- Facebook photos as an effec- running television pro- tive way to reminisce), tying up Tgramme like Desperate loose plotlines (meeting up with Housewives usually leaves me the people you care enough in a brief panic about how I will about to establish that they’ve next fill my time. A twenty min- made some form of impact on ute void is manageable: paint- your three year stint) and doing ing my nails or going to Mor- a ghostly driveby (giving up any risons for a one pound apple ridiculous grudges you held and strudel easily plugs that time pretending like you’ve ‘grown frame. But a full hour gaping as a person’ over three years of hole in my week? That’s televis- ‘academia’). Boom Festival, Portugal – T h i s ually severe. It follows that the The collective hours I’ve biannual psychedelic festival Boryeong Mud Festival, South Korea. is end of three years at university spent watching and - in my takes place in the middle of a Held annually for mud wrestling, and should be leaving me with noth- case, far worse - talking about desert, and the theme this year is mud sliding. ing short of terror. Yet I have any given show always crosses ‘A l c h e m y ’ . certifiably discovered the ulti- my mind during its final epi- mate way to deal with gradua- sode. But what does it matter tion: treat it as the ending of a if you watch trailer trash, as beloved TV show. long as you enjoy it? Univer- I jumped on the Desperate sity is the same, and on the fi- Housewives bandwagon back nal drive home I intend to have in its raunchier heyday. Death no shame. A morning with two was a seasonal occurrence, but like-minded coursemates hav- the fact that the Housewives’ ing a Mature Ladies of Pop melodramatic lives were shinier seminar in memoriam to Are- than a sequined pair of pat- tha Franklin, ended by a quiz ent leather shoes transformed including a music round is how bereavement into an equally I chose to spend my time, and glossy affair. Back in the real I’m proud of it because it was world, I recently embarked on fun. End of. a four hour coach ride to York In first year I was told that for a 48 hour stopover and some campus has a three year memo- third-year style partying. After ry. It might be true, but I resent HellFest, France – I f l o s i n g an hour, the nonstop motorway it, because the memories that yourself in a whirlwind of noise service pulled into a residential matter are the ones you choose is your thing then look no further La Tomatina, Spain - Kind of like a foam road.