Chemi-fuck-my-life

Do you know what a weed out class is?  Well, if you don’t, let me tell you.  It is a class that colleges, for some stupid reason, make you take in hopes that you will FAIL and choose an easier major.  Now let me take this moment to break all of college’s toes, because FUCK YOU!  I HATE CHEMISTRY.

 

After many long hours of studying, doing practice problems, going to office hours, being tutored, I finally decided today to drop Chem…and I am so glad I did.  I would so much rather have the W on my transcript than have my GPA drop.  And let me say this: chemistry is NOT worth it.  #ByeFelisha

 

My inner stress was growing like the freshman fifteen on that girl next door who keeps bringing home Honey Butter Chicken Bisquits at 3 a.m.  It was definitely time to make a change.  I think I realized that I needed this change when I couldn’t wake up for class this morning and had to wear a hat to hide myself and then got an 80 on my Calc test.  Like hell to the NO.  I am not an 80 kind of girl.  The same way I will not ever wear a diamond with flaws or Steve Madden shoes.  It’s just not me.

 

Who am I?  I am a smart girl, who will continue her major in Mechanical Engineering (because that’s dope), and won’t let a weed out, Bulgarian led, chemistry class stop me!  And low-key I’m so glad that I will not have to take tomorrow’s midterm at 9 in the morning–but that is besides the point.

 

I am a free bird.  A loving spirit.  A girl who dumped that douchebag for taking up too much time.  I mean, aren’t the rules of school the same as those for boyfriends?  If he makes you feel bad, causes you stress, takes up too much time, and is constantly putting you down, what would you do?  You would dump him, duh!   So that’s just what I did with chem.

 

 

#StressFreeLiving

Xoxo,

Your favorite shorty who’s still an engineer

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