I was robbed...of joy

I ended my last quarter at Seminary almost 2 weeks ago. When I walked out of my last final late on Thursday night I took a deep breath and savored the fact that summer was finally here. I was done with class, done with papers, and the warmth that constantly invades San Diego was welcoming me. I looked ahead and saw a summer full of surfing, camping, hanging at the beach, bonfires, and bon bons (?). This was going to be a great summer for Jen and I; my first full one in San Diego since I graduated high school in 1996. We were going to be like Danny Zuko and Sandy Olsson. Summer lovin.'

But my world came crashing down after that magical exhale when I realized that I wasn't on the semester system anymore. It wasn't summer. The carrot was dangled in front of me and then ripped away. I was angry. I still had spring quarter staring me in the face. I hate the quarter system. I got one week off and then back to class for another 10 weeks. AAAAAAHHHHH!!! So here I am sitting here at Bethel Seminary getting ready to start a new classes. I feel robbed.