I should be studying for my chemistry final right now… It’s on Tuesday, and I still have a good portion of the semester’s material to learn.  However, I started reading my chem book like usual, and I could just feel my brain cells rebelling against the unwanted information.  Polymers and semiconductors and functional groups… It’s hard to motivate myself to learn crap that I’m only going to need to know for two hours on Tuesday morning, and then be able to forget for the rest of my life.  How much of it I learn will decide whether I get a B or a D, so it is important to some extent, but it’s completely uninteresting.  I really have to question the sanity of all chemistry and chem engineering majors.  I don’t see how you could take this class and have your reaction be “Oh gosh yes, I’d love to take classes like this only progressively harder for the remainder of my college career!”  If someone told me I had to pick between being a chemistry major and a homeless panhandler in Alaska, I’d have to think seriously about my options.  Thankfully, those aren’t my options.

Next semester I’ll be starting my new major, Political Science, or as I like to call it, polar opposite of engineering.  Ugh, polar.  Just made me think about the phospholipid bilayer.  Damn you general chemistry.  My classes next semester are going to be so much more interesting and enjoyable.  That’s the plan anyway.  I think the topics will be fascinating to me, which will be a nice change of pace from excruciating.  I’m in American History, Intro to International Relations, Modern Weapons and International Relations, and Intro to Philosophy.  Oh and French.  At 8:30 AM.  Might have to do something about that.  But still, pretty freakin sweet, to quote Peter Griffin.  Next semester I won’t have so little tolerance for the classes that I can’t help but skip them.  Right?  Right.

So to summarize: laundry time isn’t a great time to study chemistry.  But then, there’s no such time.  Ever.  That means you, chemistry majors.