Confusion

So two weeks in a row I have found myself sitting with my lab partner for a half-hour after chem lab is actually over. I really don't know why I put myself through the extra 30 min. because it has become clear to me that I come into chemistry confused and leave just as confused if not more. I think a monkey could do a better job of teaching me about dipole-dipole forces and dipole bonds. (I would explain to you what those are but I don't know.) Earlier this week I went into class understanding the work that I had done the night before and then she opened her mouth. When she speaks the entropy of my mind increases. (I do know that entropy is disorder.) Anyways it ticks me off because this woman is getting part of the money I'm paying to go here and she isn't even teaching me anything. I've learned more about chemistry from the physics teacher on campus than I have from my chemistry teacher. I guess what gets me through is knowing that I only have 24 class sessions , 8 lab sessions and a final with her. After completing these tasks I will move on to Dr. Sam who actually knows what he's talking about and can explain it. This week I am particularly perturbed because usually if you don't finish the assignment before time is up you just take it with you and have it done by the next lab. Not this week. This week she's making me finish it this afternoon, as if I have nothing better to do, and meet her again at 7:15 pm for another hour session of the horrid subject. Well, I guess I'd better go work on the assignment due tonight and the homework do tomorrow. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

UPDATE: So I skipped that whole chemistry thing to study old testament. But I did look over my chemistry and found out what a dipole bond is. It's a bond that has two polar ends; one positive and one negative. Anyway I decided to take the risk of her yelling at me tomorrow because I didn't come. But I will not cry. I refuse. And I won't argue back because that's what she wants. I think she gets up in the morning hoping to make people cry. She succeeded last semester, but that girl didn't come back. I don't figure this will make her hate me anymore because I don't think she could. If she could strike me dead legally I think she would. Lucky for me the law stands between us.