How to matricu-slay: A reflection on my matriculation at Cambridge University
Its official! I’ve entered the depths of hell…I mean Cambridge
Following my matriculation dinner, I sat down to reflect on what my advice would be to anyone matriculating in the future.
Engage in conversations
You might be sat next to your DoS who you have absolutely nothing in common with so the least you can do is smile and laugh as they recite the whole of Roman Law. Trust me, the alcohol will help.
Don’t be overly obnoxious
This one seems obvious but, from my own experience, you should switch your academic eloquence on as soon as you enter the formal dining hall. The last thing you want is your DoS judging you.
Dress accordingly
This will differ depending what your colleges you’re at, but stick to your college guidelines as best as you can. The outcome of the alumni pictures will make you freak out when you see that you wore some disgustingly neon socks that clashed with the whole year.
Don’t forget your robe
Obvious I know but this actually did occur during my matriculation. Chaos ensued as my friends tried to think of last minute options for a gown.
Have a good rest
Matriculation in itself is incredibly stressful and usually ends late. You don’t want to be violently hungover and half dead in a pictures that will haunt you for the rest of your life.
Don’t forget to set an alarm
There is a register and they repeat your name five times before the porters come and bang down your door. If there’s one thing I implore you to do, it’s to set an alarm.
Document the night
Matriculation is a once in a lifetime moment, so make sure to take as many photos as possible to remember the night by.
Don’t stress out over dinner knives
It is daunting to sit at a fancy table with not the slightest idea of how to use these dinner knives. Do I cut bread with this? Do I use this knife for my steak? In actuality, no one even notices which you use!
Matriculation 2o23 over and out!
Feature image credits: Tally Arundell