Gene Looney Davenport is ruining my life...one comp question at a time!

Part of a song I'm listening to right now that I really like:
"Even when the rain falls
Even when the flood starts rising
Even when the storm comes
I am washed by the water"

I'm back to the point of hating theology, the Bible, Hinduism/Buddhism, the Enlightenment, salvation, Romans, etc., etc., etc. But alas, Saturday morning will come and go before I know it. I will do just fine. All the stress will have been partly worth it, but not necessary. I will pass my exit exam. Gene will turn in my audit (maybe?). I will wear the cap and gown hanging in my closet. I will graduate on May 11th at 9:30 a.m. It will all happen. And a lot will happen between now and then (like passing American Lit...). But it will all get done and the page will turn. But what's next?