I dropped chemistry. I practically blew up the lab in college.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Chemistry was always my weakest subject in high school and college.
I failed chemistry. I almost failed algebra.
To be perfectly truthful, I was not a very brilliant student, even at chemistry school.
However, I survived and started to read all chemistry books that I could get a hand on, first some 19th century books from our home library that did not provide much reliable information, and then I emptied the rather extensive city library.
I abandoned chemistry to concentrate on mathematics and physics. In 1942, I travelled to Cambridge to take the scholarship examination at Trinity College, received an award and entered the university in October 1943.
I wanted to be a veterinarian, but slipped up when I hit organic chemistry.
I was glad I liked chemistry.
I fell in love with science and decided to continue for my Ph.D., and from there on, I was a scientist.
Explorations into chemistry were done in our basement, sometimes with friends, and my parents must have had quite a bit of confidence in my abilities when they allowed me to experiment with explosive mixtures.
Sometimes I get too wound up in my chemistry, but if you play chamber music, it's impossible to think about chemistry.