I completed the pre-course at the academy of arts!
After eighteen Saturdays of intensely enjoying myself, the moment of truth had arrived...

It was time to expose my creations to the judgment of the teachers and the general public. I became quite nervous as I attached the last of my drawings onto the wall. I suddenly realized that the game had been played, the die had been cast and the possibility of succeeding would now be out of my hands.
The exhibition would not only be an opportunity to learn about presenting my art, it was also a test of character (quite literally). My work and person were to be assessed by a board of teachers as a part of concluding the pre-course. For it was also my goal to be admitted into the arts academy in order to study all that is graphic.

The next thing that hit me was a tedious case of hysteria that grew as the time of day advanced (it took them about four hours to deliberate the admittance of each individual student).

I was one of the final students that was called into the classroom where it would all be (un)done. The following two minutes would decide the course of events for (at least) the upcoming year and who knows what else.

I stepped in with a few measured paces...
gazed at the teacher who seemed to be awfully cheerful for some reason.

*SUSPENSE*

Then I slowly started to realize what it could mean (yet I dared not think it)...
Before I knew it I was sitting in a chair as I was being congratulated on my admittance! YES

The teachers told me I was accepted because of my motivation and eager attitude towards study. They also gave me the important advice to broaden my current orientations in order to increase my pool of inspiration.

After that I relished in the extreme amount of natural endorfines coursing through my body, combined with the echo of a jet-laggish stress and discharged anxiety.

For the rest of the day, any remaining issue would be resolved and all other events unfolded into pleasant experiences.