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The dreaded thermodynamics exam with "only" 5 questions is the academic equivalent of interstellar travel – it's going to take decades off your life! This meme brilliantly references the movie "Interstellar" where time dilation near a black hole causes minutes on a planet to equal years on Earth. Similarly, each thermodynamics question is a gravitational singularity that warps your perception of time and sanity. Those innocent-looking 5 questions will expand into multi-part nightmares requiring derivations that would make Boltzmann himself break into a cold sweat. Pro tip: If your professor says "just 5 simple questions," prepare for entropy to increase dramatically in your brain!

That moment when someone responds to your simple question with a full dissertation on quantum chromodynamics while you're still trying to remember if electrons are negative or positive. The confused cat's judgment cuts deep because deep down we've all been that professor nodding along while our brain is secretly playing elevator music. Nothing says "intellectual impostor syndrome" quite like pretending to understand a response that might as well be in ancient Sumerian. The academic food chain is brutal!

That moment when your math exam presents you with an integral that looks like it was written by someone having a seizure on their keyboard! The multiple choice answers are all over the place (66, 12, 48, 76), but your calculator says 14. So naturally, you just pick the closest answer and pray to the math gods! Because clearly, if your calculator says 14, then 12 must be right... nervous laughter . Nothing says "confidence in mathematics" quite like choosing an answer based on vibes rather than actual computation!

Normal derivatives? Piece of cake. Second derivatives? No problem. But throw a fractional derivative at a math student and watch their soul leave their body. That half-derivative is the mathematical equivalent of finding out your calculator wasn't in degree mode during the entire exam. The beauty of math is how it lulls you into a false sense of security before dropping the non-integer order differential hammer on your fragile confidence. Next time someone tells you math is straightforward, just whisper "half-derivative" and enjoy the panic in their eyes.

Remember when chemists would casually handle carcinogens like they were water? The old guard is out here calling new chemists "stupid" while they're the ones who licked radioactive elements and sniffed unknown compounds like it was a competitive sport. Carbon tetrachloride was literally used as a cleaning agent before people realized it destroys your liver and kidneys. But sure, we're the stupid ones for using fume hoods and gloves. Nothing says "genius scientist" like shortened lifespans and mysterious organ failures!

When you cancel out the numerator and denominator by literally crossing them out instead of doing proper fraction simplification, but somehow still get the right answer. The mathematical equivalent of "I did absolutely nothing right but still passed the test." The smugness is well-earned though—why waste time with actual math when random scribbling gets you there faster? This is what happens when you're too lazy to remember the rules but too lucky to fail. Math teachers everywhere are simultaneously having aneurysms.