Graduate School....

I've been through so many emotions already this morning.

My day started when I woke up worrying about the New Testament exam
that I had today. The quizzes for the class have been hard and now
we're having our final? Not a good way to start the day. I
purposefully gave myself some extra time in the car so that I could
calm down a bit before I got to class. Got to class just before 8am
and the final promptly began class.

It consisted of 70 mostly basic questions on the New Testament. Not
bad at all. Just confirmed my suspicion that the quizzes for the
class had been ridiculously difficult. With that out of the way, I
could focus on the rest of my weekend.

I became more stressed about my schedule for the rest of the day.
Soccer game this afternoon (Go Bulldogs!), quick stop for some last
minute essentials at WalMart, laundry at home and then a bit of sleep
before my flight tomorrow morning. Yes, tomorrow morning... that
begins a week in warm, warm, sunny, bright and sunny Florida.
Happiness begins to pour in. Life is good. Well, except for a bit of
confusion...

See, I'm still sitting here in class. The one that I took the final
in this morning. We took the final before the last day of lecture.
Not quite sure how that exactly works, but I'm not complaining. It
means that I got to take the test before my brain was exhausted. So,
at 9am we began right back into where we left off last night. I'm
convinced my prof is a genius. He just pours out tons and tons of
stories, facts, and information. Hard to keep track of, but that this
point it's hard to concentrate (as evidenced by this post), knowing
that my grade is already settled. Oh well. Back to the learning process.