Graduation is one of the memorable days of my life. On my graduation, I was filled with butterfly in my stomach. I was like an ant in the crowd waiting to be crushed. The place filled with students and staffs and conversation was excitedly exchange from one friend to another. I wondered around the place looking for my friends who are already laughing excitedly with each other. After searching through the crowd of people, I finally found them. I sneaked on them and suddenly without warning I tapped on one of my friends shoulder and yelled out “HEY.” He jumped as if the earthquake has occurred. He turned around and said, “You scare the hell out of me, man.” We were all laughing and the conversation began once more. “So what do we do afterward?” I said. We started to discuss whether we went out to eat later or we go our separate way. My friends Cong asked me, “what do you think? Where should we go after?” I turned to my female friend named Phuong and asked, “Do you have any plan after this? If not, we should go out and celebrate, what do you think?” She answered me with no words but a shake of a head, and then she nodded for the two questions I asked. “Then its settle, we will go out and celebrate later.” I yelled “YEAH.” Suddenly, everyone started to run toward the field like lab mice ran back to its cage. We were like an army of bees brushed out of our hive with the common goal: going the football field where the ceremony started.
We then raced to the field where everyone was and went to our seats that already arranged to us. As we sat there with