B-plus beautiful

My phone buzzed at 6:17am and I honestly thought it was my alarm going off early. Nope - email from Professor Martinez with final anatomy grades posted online.

B-plus beautiful

I’m not even embarrassed that I did a full celebration dance in my pajamas at six in the morning. Three months of memorizing every single bone, muscle, and blood vessel in the human body, plus that brutal final exam where I had to label a skeleton in twelve minutes, and I pulled a B-plus.

Victory dance in progress

Carmen’s definitely going to laugh when I tell her I was awake before sunrise checking grades like some kind of academic vampire, but honestly? After spending half the summer convinced I was going to have to retake this class, I’m pretty sure I earned the right to a victory dance in my UNC nursing shirt.

Now I just need to figure out if the dining hall is open yet because celebrating with Lucky Charms feels very appropriate right now.