If ever there were a bane to my precious existence, Chemistry would be the culprit.
I am good with words. I can string a sentence together like nobody's business, as if you needed convincing. I am good with imagination- photography, crafts, baking -some call me Suzie Dormmaker. Or, they should.
I am not good with numbers. Or conversion factors, or units- amu, grams, kilograms, oh my!
For some reason unbeknownst to me, Harding seems to think us nursing majors need Chemistry, which officially puts them at the bottom of my Christmas card list.
All of that to say, I have a bane to my existence and it is Chemistry, and I have spent days with visions of electron configurations dancing in my head. I liked the sugar-plum days better, oh yes I did.
One cool thing I learned in Chemistry? Take a plastic pen
and rub it in the corner of a wall. Static makes it stick.
and rub it in the corner of a wall. Static makes it stick.
oh, those chemistry days were killer! you can make it! i know you can! fun to know that someone else is a nursing geek too, by the way!
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