Arlington, TX- The misty, fall weather fit the mood on the morning of Friday, November 4th. It was that morning, around 9 a.m., in the University of Texas Arlington business building, when my G.P.A. was violently attacked by a stats exam. The attack was brutal, inhumane, and unnecessary, and though my G.P.A. was rushed to the hospital, it was declared dead before it got there.

While this particular incident was an unnecessary use of force, the days were always limited for my G.P.A. It knew that, ever since the day it was diagnosed with college in 2014. Still, my G.P.A. never gave me up, nor did it let me down. It had an undying spirit, one that was contagious to those who had the privilege of being around it. A candlelight vigil was held in it's honor on Saturday night.

I remember when I first met G.P.A. It was my freshman year of high school. Those were simpler times, when we could stay up all night playing video games instead of studying and still pass with mostly A's and B's. When college happened, we tried to stay hopeful, but a semester of biology classes and two semesters of mechanical engineering were just too much. Switching to business was showing progress, but it was still only a matter of time.

Rest in peace, G.P.A., may the afterlife be filled with classes where all the answers can be easily found online.