I'm standing outside of my exam, waiting for it to start. I haven't revised at all. Everyone else there is frantically trying to stuff a few extra bits of information into their heads, and I'm frantic, because I haven't been to a single lesson the whole semester.
We go into the exam, and I sit down and stare at the paper, with no idea what it means.
And then I wake up, and I realise that I have to get up and go to that exam now, and I really do have no idea about anything that's going to be in it.
And then I realise that I graduated over 7 years ago, and that I never have to take another exam ever again. And I feel about as happy as it's possible to feel.
We go into the exam, and I sit down and stare at the paper, with no idea what it means.
And then I wake up, and I realise that I have to get up and go to that exam now, and I really do have no idea about anything that's going to be in it.
And then I realise that I graduated over 7 years ago, and that I never have to take another exam ever again. And I feel about as happy as it's possible to feel.