All I have to do is add two carbons to the chain of an ethanol. Yes, this simple task will most likely take five or six steps but I can only seem to figure out one step in multiple directions, trying different approaches. After two hours of organic chemistry and one on this specific problem, I'm afraid frustrated, angry tears are going to start leaking out of my sleep deprived eyes. Or that I'll freak out and tear up my take home quiz. Which would not be good. After numerous failed attempts, the knowledge that I can not complete this task is derailing me and I choose to take the path of least resistance to my pessimistic thoughts. I will fail my test on Friday. I will fail the class. I will not be able to get into pharmacy school next year with out it. I will drop out of school and adopt every stray cat in sight.
Two carbons stand between me and my future.
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HAHAHAHA!!! I lead a charmed life. And because I lead a charmed life, I am also a bit of a fatalist.
ReplyDeleteI also have a degree in biology, which means I have agonized over organic chem problems...
Your progression from ethanol to complete lifetime failure is EXACTLY how my mind works.
That, my friend, had me falling off my chair laughing.
Well done.