
I had the very last exam of my undergraduate studies last Saturday. Four long years of studying were finally over! When I came out of the exam hall I was thrilled to bits! I ran towards one of my friends and hugged him so hard that I lost my balance and brought us both to the ground. Then I managed to calm down for a while while walking to the main road. But then I got ecstatic again and had to release my energy somehow, so I just started sprinting on the road with the biggest smile on my face. There was a car on the road ahead of me going in the same direction. The driver must have seen me in the rear-view mirror and thought I was chasing her because she stopped and asked, "You want a lift?" "No," I screamed, still running, "I'm just so excited it's all over!" And I kept running for about a half a kilometer until I found another friend to hug. "What's wrong with you?!" he exclaimed. He was right to ask. I had gone crazy!