Science. You love it and you hate it. You wouldn't want to major in anything else, but you really, really don't want to major in this, either. Sometimes you hate going to class as much Squidward hates going to work, but you love science like SpongeBob loves Krabby Patties. It's complicated, but your favorite sea creatures down in Bikini Bottom understand. Here's what it's like to be a science major according to SpongeBob and his friends.

You need to immerse yourself in your major in order to understand anything.

But somehow everyone else is an expert in a topic from lecture that you completely missed.

Trying to understand scientific papers.

You stay in the library. Forever.

And you spend even more time in lab.

Fudging the numbers on your lab reports to get better results.

Desperately trying to impress your professor with your research:

You usually act like Squidward when someone asks you to hang out during the week because you don't have time.

But you go absolutely nuts when you can go out because you went insane cooped up studying all week.

When the professor does an example problem during class:

This is you when you get your a grade back for anything:

You question why you got points off when you answered all of the problems correctly.

And then your final grades come in.

When people ask what you're doing after college/what graduate programs you're applying to/ when you're taking the MCAT or GREs:

Organic Chemistry.

Your brain after a night of studying.

Your brain during an exam.

Almost every day, you question your life choices as a science major as you reap virtually no rewards for your hard work.

Then you get a homework problem right without looking at the solutions.

Suddenly, you (kind of) understand the material.

And you realize you actually enjoy what you're learning.

And you literally don't know what you would do without your fellow science majors. They are your rock.