It’s self explanatory. It’s addictive.
WARNING: Major geekish/chemistry/physics avalanche to hit in five, four, three, two…
Well, here goes.
See me right of the sunset
On your color TV screen
Powdered, yellow as I can get
If you know what I mean
Nitro-groups to the left of me
And nitro-groups to the right
Ain’t got no looks
But warn the kooks
Don’t you start no fire
I’m DNP, not dynamite
DNP- your chemistry ain’t right!
DNP ain’t shit that flows
DNP – watch me explode!
Leaving group to the rest of the compound:
Babe, baby, baby, I’m gonna leave you
I said baby, you know I’m gonna leave you
I’ll leave you when the ‘lectric charge,
Leave you when the ‘lectric charge comes a-rolling
Leave you when electrons come along.
The aldehyde musician
Went in for a trade
With a tip of a hat
Over counter he bade
Good day mister, I’m no trouble to men
Just a humming traveler, I’ve come alone
I’ve no gun, but I’ve a microphone
But I’d trade my Carbon for a Hydrogen,
For then, I’d finally have found my ke(y)-tone.
When you ask the chemist for recommendations and they pass something over the counter with an evil grin and say, “Try Nitrotoluene” and you smile for a minute before realising that they meant trinitrotoluene, or TNT.
[probably the reason why you can’t get TNT at a chemists’.]
Cuz they always said the sky’s the limit.
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins
And every other chemical compound in my head
And in spare sockets in my eyes.
– Studying chemistry.
“Where it’s at
I got two study tables and a pile of books
All my life
I’ve been searching for something
Something never comes
Never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I’m getting close
– And then one day, Heisenberg gave up and left it all to uncertainty.
Concentration of the reactants is inversely proportional to time. Sketch the graph… Concentration decreases over time.
Hold it, that’s my graph!
A + B + C = pi.
Sigh. I miss the times when crust + filling + bake + icing = pie.
Who knows what conversations go on between radicals when they undergo decomposition?
“Welcome to my breakdown.
I hope I didn’t scare you.
That’s just the way we are when we come down.”
Is this a real pile? Is it just fall-acy?
Caught in a landslide
Of books sliding down on me
Open your eyes
Look up to the ceilings and see
I’m just a poor boy
Pile of books taller than me,
Knowledge easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows,
The answers seem to blow with them
Away from me
Mama just killed a man
Just the turn of a page,
Now he’s confused and filled with rage
Mama, the lesson’d just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Didn’t mean to make you cry
But I won’t be done with this by tomorrow
Grind on, grind on
As if nothing really matters.
It’s time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Eyes shutting all the time
I’ve got to go
Gotta leave the world behind and face the books
I don’t wanna die
And sometimes wish I’d studied a bit before
I see a little silhouette of a book
Scandium, scandium, can you be less scandalous
Thunderbolts and lightning are just electrons flying at you
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Galileo didn’t see this coming,
I’m an unpaired electron, no body loves me
Unpaired and Lost from his metal was he
Spare him his life of unfulfilled valency
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go!
Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mamma mia, let me go
Bismuth has an orbital put aside for me
So you think the plain ground state was made for I?
So you think I’ll just keep spinning here till I die?
Oh, gaining, velocity baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here
(Put down the book, and)
Nothing really matters
All the prep there can be
Nothing makes the difference
Revere a million prayers
And draw me correctly into your pulpiness (ruled exam paper)
But there’s nothing there
Light only shines for those who’ve studied
Unleash a million pen marks
And blank out then erase them babe
Do you have no mind
It’s like it died
Long ago (Sometime last night)
Sleep feels warm to the touch
It can bring me back to life
But chemistry blazes me alive
Now I’m dead inside.
You’re free to give brains a fry
Whilst I am crushed and pulverised
Because you need control
Now I’m the one who’s letting go
You like to give an inch
Whilst I must convert to centimeters
But now I’ve nothing left
You have no cares and I’m sleep bereft
Your skins feels warm to caress
There may be magic in your pages
On the outside, you’re ablaze and alive
But you’re deadly inside
Fill me now, with expertise
I need you to sit in my brain
Open up to me, stop hiding from me
It’s hurting, babe
Only you can help me pass
Don’t leave me out in the cold
Don’t leave me out to die
I gave you everything,
I can’t give you anymore
Now I’ve become sleep deprived.
When the super-important, favourite-child, Earth-shattering discovery of a ‘100% appearing’ question does NOT feature in your paper and you were COUNTING ON it – Butthurt.
Believe you me I have a pocket dynamite. It’s not an insulated wire cutting gone wrong.
Exams in 5 days.
I’ve just found the meaning of life.
(On the Internet, no less.)
Loki got it easy. He became the god of mischief. Mischief. How easy is that. Try being the god of chemistry. Won’t last a day.
Pull this pin, let this world explode.
Light falling on a perfect black body:
“Hello darkness my old friend
I’m back in black!!”
It was a sad moment.
Someone said to me, 3DS, as in the Nintendo 3DS.
I had a mini brain crash and was left wondering HOW on earth do you mix a 3d and a 3s orbital like that.
And then another meteor crashed: that of memory.
Hello from your past? Remember Nintendos? You fucking own one.
The name’s Bond.
Pi bond. Code =.
Chemistry is all about observation and educated guesses.
The answer my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
How easy would exams have been then!
If your mum is practicing to enter a Make the Weirdest Face contest, go ask her for some dihydrogen monoxide.
Frenkel’s life: When you work so hard to discover a void, and get a defect named after you.
(At the end of it all)
Frenkel: Frenkly my dear, I don’t give a damn anymore.
Effects of chemistry:
Every step that I write is another mistake I’ve made
Every second I waste is more than I can take
I’ve become so dumb
I can’t draw you there
Become so tired, so much less aware
I’m becoming listless
All I want to do
Is catch more of sleep
And care less about you
Chemistry textbook: Aniline smells a bit fishy.
– Look at the crow calling the Raven black!
At 2 am
And all the coffee junkies
Open their pen-scratched palms
And ask angels made of ticking clocks and garbage scream out,
What will save us
And then the sky opens up
Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
All I, want to do is try
Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try now
To change the test date
EXCEPT IT DOESNT RAIN ENOUGH NOOOO
City rains: The rain, my friend, is blowing in the wind,
The rain is blowing in the wind
I still don’t think it’ll ever be enough! They’d make us wade through the knee deep water and write the paper if they had to!
Sometimes I wonder if My Chemical Romance got their name after spending long harrowing hours with their chemistry textbooks.
“Aromatic amines are less basic than aliphatic amines.”
Of course are, have you tried sitting all day drawing hexagons over and over?
Rho rho rho your charge
Gently down the currents
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life’s an iostream.
C/C++: making hashtags cool before they were even called hashtags. #pound #include
Note: Despite all I’ve written about electrons, after a day without electricity (well, mostly) I’ve rediscovered my respect for the tiny unseen particles that control so much of our lives.
That’s about all of the rubbish I managed to squeeze in with 3 weeks or so of pure exam giving.
Whether or not it amounts to much in my papers is yet to be seen. But I hope you enjoyed this post!