Being in Chemistry is like being in a bad relationship. Chemistry is like a mentally abusive boyfriend who makes you feel bad about yourself and makes you believe you're stupid. At times, you think you have him all figure out, and then BAM!! He takes you on a surprise date and you realize that you know absolutely nothing about him. Just like that. You consider breaking up with him all the time, but you can't. You can't because if you were to leave him, you know you'd just come crawling back to him, begging him to take you back. Because without him, you're a failure. Literally. You're too far in. If you had realized how horrid he was earlier, you may have been able to get out in time, before school, uh, I mean, the relationship got too serious. But it's too late now. You'll just have to stick it out until he gets tired of you and leaves.
Chemistry is such a jerk boyfriend. If Taylor Swift were to write a song about him, it would go something like this:
I hate you.
Get away.
Now.
And when you Argon, I'm going to party. And I'll take my feelings for you and Barium.
When we were together, we weren't even that cool.
You were Oxygen. I was Potassium. We were just OK.
But now I just hate you.
All science related jokes aside.
Go on.
Git.
Yeah ok, she would probably make it sound a little better than that. But you see where I'm going with this.
Chemistry is a dirt bag. And that's all there is to it.
