And the bubble is popped.

You know those moments of temporary euphoria where you think something wonderful is happening, and then in a matter of (usually very little) time that hopeful and excited feeling is quite horribly slaughtered? Well, that moment is now.

This post originally had every intention of going something along the lines of:

"Everyone STOP. Pause. Don't move. Brianne currently has a 3.7 GPA for the semester and is worried that too much excitement on anybody's part may in fact scare it away so please revel in its glory, but try not to make any sudden movements."

You know, something like that.

But.
Yes, there is definitely a but in this story.

And perhaps I should have prefaced with the little tid-bit about how I have never in my life had a 3.7 GPA....ever. Well, this morning as I went to check my grades one more time....my joyful bubble fizzled into a heap of..well, popped bubble. I went down through the list of classes and grades

Ed Psych: A
Special Education: A
Africa: B
Renaissance: B
Civil War: A...wha-what? B?!
Ed principles: A...WHAT! A D?!

Yes, it's true people. 2 A's have become a B and D in a matter of days... DAYS! Really?! Naturally you can imagine that I am completely confused and, well, let's be honest here, pretty heated. Anger isn't going to get me anywhere however, and it's only the middle of the semester so there is every possibility that my beautiful 3.7 can become a reality....likely? Honesty again? Eh, probably not. But we'll aim high I suppose. It was nice while it lasted..