Has it really been this long?

I don't even know where to begin. April 15th seems like eons ago. In fact, I suppose it is forever ago. I mean, since the 15th of April, I've watched almost the entire Rocky series (I have only the most recent to watch and if I'm not mistaken it will be arriving via mail tomorrow).
I suppose that today I am most compelled to write because I had my first really good cry in a long time. It all started when I got out of bed. . .
As usual, I woke up and flipped open my computer to check my e-mail. I received word that our classes' grades for Strategic Management had been posted. I suppose I should back up just a bit. . . When I started grad school (again) I had 2 simple requirements: 1) I had to take four classes (two required and two electives), and 2) I had to get 2 A's. My first two classes were both B's. I only had 2 classes left. Strategic management was tough. It was down-right hard. Tests were complicated and at times downright confusing. I wrote at least three pages a week (that were due weekly), and I had a major paper due at the end of the class which ended up being 36 single spaced pages.
After realizing that the grades were up, I nervously logged in to Campbell's web access. I swallowed hard as I selected the "grades by term" link and again clicked on "RAL MBA SUM I." My worst fears were confirmed: I had gotten a B.
As today was a class day anyway, I showered and got in my car to head to campus. I reeled the entire way to campus. I didn't know how I was going to tell my dad that I got a B (am I really disappointed with a B?). I was trying to figure out which class I would re-take so that I could get an A.
Dad and I had lunch and we talked about school. . .he stated everything that I expected him to: we would do whatever it takes to finish this MBA. I told him that I was going to go and talk to my professors and see how far I was from A's in my last classes. . .

More to come later. I'm exhausted.