Today was my last day in Chemistry because it was only an 8 week course.

I haven't been doing too good in it and since she needed our last homework by today so we got like 30 minutes to complete it or scan it and fax it to her by Saturday/ go to school and turn it in to her.

Well, I was just gonna finish it during class so I wouldn't have to go on Saturday

Well I got majorly stuck on it and then my notes started not to make sense so I ended up getting frustrated.

I sat there and stared at it for like 5 minutes before full on meltdown mode took place.

In my head, I started to freak out  "Come on Andy, why can't you do this?! this is only 090, how are you going to manage this when you go up to 130, 150, &230?"

Then I started to get pissed at myself and ended up putting my head down on my lab table.

By this time, there were only 3 other students left in the class.

My professor ended up coming over to help me and I guess I looked bad because she said "Whats wrong Andy?" in the most sad voice ever.

I wanted to cry, but I managed to tell her that I wasn't getting the notes and how to do my worksheet.

She ended up helping me all the way through my worksheet and I was the last person who left the class. 

I was really thankful that she stayed to help me after class.

Its hard now-a-days to find professors who care about the students these days.

Thank you professor Lee.