Potions Class

So, I recently change my minor from Chemistry education to Speech and Drama education because it's eight less credits, and ... um ... how to phrase it exactly ... chemistry is hard. I don't know what it is, if it's the fact I'm half asleep in class since it's a 7:45 class or if maybe I just spontaneously suck at it now, but I woke up today knowing I had to finish my lab worksheet and I didn't really know how and I almost started crying. Couple that with the fact that when I took my Chem exam on Monday I got the test and realized I had no idea how to do the first half of it. Needless to say, I failed. That's the only test in college I've failed so far. Worst part is my friend Charles invited me to a study group but I got distracted by Lord of the Rings. So, in the end I'm glad I change my minor since I don't know how I could stand taking six more chem classes before I graduate, but I'm also glad that my failure isn't what got me to change in the first place. I'd hate to have the conversations about the change go like this:
Me: So I changed my minor
Friend: Cool, why?
Me: Cuz' I suck at Chemistry.
Friend: Why'd you even want to go into it in the first place?
Me: I dunno!

Instead of how they are going, which is to say, more like this:
Me: So I changed my minor,
Friend: Cool, why?
Me: Because I want to get out of here in four and a half years. Did you know Organic Chem 1 is five credits? That's insane!
Friend: Totally.

But this feeling of animosity for chemistry is really bugging me. I mean back in high school I loved chemistry! Got a solid A in it. If high school chem was Potions class, then I was like the Half Blood Prince or something, and now, in college chem, I'm like

Neville. It's unsettling.
Weirdest part of the day was I was making that Harry Potter comparison in my head on the way to Lab and then when I got there my Professor was wearing a wizard hat. We were doing Alchemy today, so I guess he felt it appropriate. I just got really nervous that when he graded my lab he'd frown and say, "Heather, you're a moron, twenty points from Gamma 1." And then all the girls on my floor would hate me or something like that, which is totally ridiculous, because we don't even have a point system like that at our school. Anyway, in the end he wasn't in his office, so I have a week to figure out what the heck went wrong with my lab last week so I can fix it.