The clubs shut down, while the libraries stay open late: exam term is always a surreal experience for the uninitiated. In any other year I would already be counting down the days to the dizzying blur that is May Week. This year, however, my countdown is focused on a much more sobering event: graduation. In just two months, my four years will be up and it will be time to escape the bubble for good.

It is tempting to try and cram as much as possible into the last few weeks and do all those typically Cambridge things I’ve somehow never got round to (or at least admit that I still haven’t visited the Fitz, despite regularly editing articles on its masterpieces). In reality, my hastily compiled bucket-list is unlikely to drastically change my Cambridge experience.

So what will I leave behind me when I graduate? A quick dinner-time crowd sourcing of my fellow finalists reveals a surprising range of claimed legacies. One proudly claimed to have been the reason our college bans students from bringing their own furniture, after abandoning a specially bought revision-sofa in a college teaching room last year and upsetting housekeeping. Much more common however, was everybody’s focus on their extra-curriculars, from college sport, to the JCR, university societies or charity work.

It’s hardly surprising that it’s Cambridge’s success, or lack of it, outside of academia that has been making news over the Easter holiday. Trinity proved why we like them slightly more than St John’s by beating Somerville College, Oxford in the final of University Challenge. This news went someway to restoring Light Blue pride following Cambridge’s chaotic defeat in the Boat Race.

In other news, the two students fined by the Union for unfurling a sign telling David Willetts to ‘fuck off’ during his talk last term delivered a giant cheque for ‘sod all’ to the Union in place of their £20 fine. Unfortunately the video of the attempted handover was not nearly as dramatic as I had hoped, with the students simply looking really very silly when they couldn’t find anybody at the Union prepared to actually take the cheque off them.

For those of us with less dramatic legacies, maybe it’s not so important what we leave behind us but what we take from our time at Cambridge. Faced with the question of what they would take from Cambridge, eventually one of my dinner-time companions ventured, ‘well, I suppose you now have friends to crowd-source opinions for your column, Alice’. So whilst Cambridge hasn’t given me any particular wisdom just yet, at least I have something to show for the four years I’ve been here.