I dropped my Chemistry II class today. Thank God. I hated that class, but you know, as much as I hate a class, it still sucks dropping it. Okay well perhaps I should rephrase it. I mean going to drop the class, as in the actual deed and process of going to find your teacher and advisor and signing the paper and that whole ordeal. It sucks. I can't help but feel a pinch of guilt. Like I was suppose to have just stuck it out anyways. I feel like I gave up, but then I think about it, and then it is not so black and white.