Harley-Quinoline: The Most Unstable Compound In Gotham

Dating and nuclear physics have more in common than you'd think. Both girlfriends and Uranium-235 are unstable, will inevitably split up on you, are hard to find, and cost a small fortune. The key difference? One can level a city when it breaks down. The other is just radioactive material.

Excited about discovering new compounds? That enthusiasm evaporates real quick when your 1855 boss casually asks you to synthesize quinine with zero instructions, equipment from the stone age, and probably while huffing mercury vapors for breakfast. The transformation from optimistic scientist to hollow-eyed nightmare fuel is chemistry's version of before/after photos. Historical chemists were basically alchemists with slightly better PR—mixing random substances and hoping they didn't die in the process!

Chemistry students evolving from noobs to pros! The top shows butane with every single atom and bond meticulously drawn out (regular Pooh). The middle shows the molecular formula CH₃CH₂CH₂CH₃ (fancy Pooh), which is what you write when you're too lazy for structural formulas but still want to show off. And finally, the bottom shows the simplified skeletal structure (monocle Pooh) where carbon and hydrogen atoms are implied because ain't nobody got time for drawing all 14 atoms when you've got 50 more compounds to name before the exam. It's the chemical equivalent of texting "k" instead of "okay" – maximum efficiency, minimum effort!

The eternal biochemistry student struggle! You think you've conquered the citric acid cycle (aka Krebs cycle) with its basic steps, only for your professor to whip out the advanced version with cofactors, regulatory enzymes, and energy yields that would make even mitochondria sweat. The cycle keeps getting more detailed until you're basically memorizing the atomic coordinates of every molecule involved. Meanwhile, your actual assignment sits untouched because memorizing metabolic pathways is somehow more appealing than whatever else you're supposed to be doing. Biology students know the truth - we'd rather draw out the entire electron transport chain from memory than write that lab report due tomorrow.

When you're doing a titration but forget the ONE thing that tells you when to stop! That feeling when you realize you've set up the perfect acid-base experiment but forgot the phenolphthalein (or methyl orange if you're fancy). Without an indicator, you're just pouring liquids together with zero clue when neutralization happens. It's like trying to find the end of a movie with the screen turned off. Chemistry students everywhere just felt a collective shudder down their spines remembering that one lab where they had to start all over because they skipped step 3 in the protocol. The face of despair in the last panel is the universal expression of "now I have to explain to my lab partner why we're still here an hour after everyone else left."

This is what happens when you skip every single science class but still try to sound smart on the internet. Not only is diamond not a metal (it's carbon atoms arranged in a crystal structure), but claiming 1 gram weighs 15 grams is like saying "this dollar is worth 15 dollars." The universe just collectively facepalmed. This is why we scientists drink during faculty meetings.