That time has been over for me for a few years now. I think I liked the final exams more than the graduation ceremony.
There wasn't much to look forward to for me, except that it left a (physical) scar.
I have been struggling to make it this year, but the chances that I would make it were balancing. One day I would wake up, and I knew I failed and had to redo the year. The other day I would wake up and I was determined to still try and make it.
Right now I am not able to graduate just yet. I still have a 4.9/10 (which has to become AT LEAST a 5.5/10) and not to bring it up anymore, meaning that I normally wouldn't have a chance of being able to graduate anymore. I am hoping to persuade the teacher of that class to give me another chance, but besides that I have one incredlby strong argument (only 22,5% will definitley graduate, the other 77,5% are in a similar situation as me, if not worse) to get in luck, but on the other hand, I also know what I will get against me. So for the coming month, I got shaking legs. I don't want to redo this year, you see...
22.5% is quite... low...