It’s been quite an experience this semester in Organic Chemistry. I’m starting to feel closer and closer to being a chemist. But I am sure this will fade as I take Physics and Physical Chemistry, and even the second semester of Organic Chemistry.

Being the tutor while taking the class is difficult. I’ve tried to stay ahead, but fallen behind. Horribly, horribly, behind. We’re now at the part of the course where shit starts to get real. I like it and fear it. If I wasn’t the tutor, I think I’d like it more, but if I wasn’t the tutor, I also think I wouldn’t be getting the highest grade in the class.

I love math. My math professor is an interesting guy, who says stuff that makes me think about more than math. Even though it usually ties loosely into the subject matter, I tend to get sidetracked and think of the real-life application of his point along with the randomness. I think he determined I was a type A personality, which amused me to no end.

The semester is coming to a close, and I was told I am in the running for O.Chem I student of the year. It would be surreal to win. I’ve never won anything for being smart — especially in math or science. The class is really nice and supportive towards me, and I try my best. They’re awesome, and I hope I’m helpful to them in some way.