To my dearest GPA,

The fall semester is always a struggle. After having three full months of freedom returning to a strict class and work and social schedule is a pain. You go from getting 10 hours of sleep in a day to four on a good day. Your body suffers, your emotions suffer, and that’s not even the worst of it. The thing that suffers the most is the infamous grade point average, gpa. So this one's for you gpa.

I want to start by apologizing. I know, I know we both had such high hopes for this semester. We were pumped to come out of this semester stronger but, I’ve let us both down. I know I personally am not stronger, if anything I have a new found fear of the words “exam” or “quiz”. And you my friend are definitely struggle bussing as well.

I’m sorry I chose to go to Rosy Tomorrows on a Monday night when I had a test the next day. I’m sorry I decided to spend my one free hour before my exam scrolling Facebook and Twitter. I’m sorry that I decided to spend every weekend at work, or the mall, at a frat house, or on my couch watching Grey’s. But, most of all I’m sorry your fate depends on me.

I know you can’t see it but, I’m trying. There’s days I do sit behind a computer screen in the library and actually do study for hours on end. There’s days I actually do read my textbooks instead of using them as a paper weight. I’ve stayed in on a Thursday night and written a paper. These are the things you are unable to see but, I know you’d be proud of.

Just know, I’m not throwing in the towel here. You and I only have to survive another three weeks and we will have made it out alive. From here, I’ll study, aka cram, for my upcoming finals. I’ll skip, like one more, social gathering to write papers. And maybe I’ll spend a few more hours in the library.

We’re in this together buddy. We will go down fighting, or caffeine filled and crying. Either way we both just need winter break to be here.

Sincerely,