The Everyday Magic Of Organic Solvents

Physical Chemistry has claimed another victim! This student's desperate manifesto is basically every P-Chem student's internal monologue after facing those thermodynamic nightmares. The meme brilliantly captures the existential crisis that happens when you realize chemistry has betrayed you - suddenly you're drowning in partial derivatives, Gibbs free energy equations, and those blasted "ideal gas" assumptions that mock our flawed human existence. And those triangles! THE TRIANGLES ARE EVERYWHERE! Phase diagrams, delta symbols, and more triangles because apparently P-Chem professors have a secret triangle obsession nobody talks about. Remember kids, real chemists just want to mix colorful liquids and make things go BOOM! Instead, we get chemical potentials and partition functions. The betrayal is real!

The chemical glow-up is real! This meme brilliantly compares the molecular structures of cholesterol and testosterone, showing how they're remarkably similar—then drives the point home with geckos. The scrawny, solo gecko (cholesterol) vs. the chad gecko getting some action (testosterone). It's basically biochemistry saying "with just a few tweaks to your molecular structure, you too could go from being avoided at parties to being the life of them." Next time someone tells you to watch your cholesterol, just tell them you're stockpiling raw materials for your transformation.

The eternal science flex hierarchy captured in six perfect panels! Engineers might get the gold medals, but biologists are out here living their best chaotic life. While physicists and chemists celebrate their 80% and humble 60% scores, biologists are shotgunning champagne at 101% because who needs rules when you've memorized the entire taxonomic kingdom?! The ultimate academic flex isn't perfection—it's passing while maintaining your wild-child energy. Biologists don't just study life; they embody it with middle fingers raised to conventional achievement metrics. Why settle for a perfect GPA when you can party with your test tube and still somehow dominate the podium?

What we have here is a peptide declaration of affection. The image shows "I" followed by a peptide sequence spelling out "CYS-TYR-ILE-GLN-ASN" (or CYIQN), followed by "YOU." Read it out loud: "I-CYIQN-YOU" or "I see why I queue en you." That's right, biochemistry pickup lines are somehow even worse than regular ones. Just imagine sliding this across the lab bench to your crush during protein synthesis. Nothing says romance like amino acid abbreviations.

This flowchart is what happens when career counselors have a mental breakdown. Engineering? Only if you're "good with things." Chemistry? Congratulations on your future as a "fussy pedant." And let's not forget Computer Science, perfect for those who prefer "slow, indirect evil" over the more efficient varieties. The beautiful part is how it nails the existential crisis of every STEM student. "Why do you want to major in a STEM field?" Options include "curiosity" (adorable), "to save the planet" (delusional), or my personal favorite, the dawning realization that STEM was supposed to involve actual plants for Biology majors. After 30 years of teaching, I can confirm this is approximately 87% accurate. The missing 13% is the path where you choose your major based on which department has the least uncomfortable chairs in the lecture hall.

Hennig Brand, the 17th century alchemist who discovered phosphorus, literally boiled down 1,500 gallons of human urine in his basement trying to make gold. Instead, he got a glowing white substance that burst into flames when exposed to air. Science history's most successful failure. The yellow water in the image perfectly captures what his neighbors probably thought was happening when they saw the glow from his windows at night. Turns out the path to elemental discovery is paved with bodily fluids and questionable life choices.