So today I learned how to view private feedback, I still have no idea who left it though...I'll never be a Private Eye Dectective. :(
Things of noteworthy interest:
Aileen is gone. Yup gone. She must have gotten confused about how to tell me because she mistook giving me a written 30 day notice (which is required by her lease) for a scribbled note on my desk 3 days before the end of the month to explain why half her stuff was gone. She also didn't finish cleaning and told me she may have time in a week and a half to clean. Um yeah, so she broke her lease, gave me barely any notice, and started moving while I was at work. My patience is up with her, no more mister nice Michelle. And boy have I been super nice. All I get for going out of my way to accomodate her and her money trouble is to be bent over and screwed. Not in a nice way either. So I am searching desperately for a roommate. I msged over 60 people from roommates.com and got 2 answers. I put up flyers around ASU and also hung a "room for rent" sign on my front gate. Any prospective roommate will get a party thrown in their honor...cmon please!
Sure will be fun trying to explain to a potential roommate that the AC is still broken but it will be fixed soon. Side note: I need an entire new unit. The warranty people have approved it and we are waiting for the parts to be delivered. I am starting to be able to tell the difference in the temperature just based on sweating. The other day I was sweating less than normal while not at all moving around and I looked at the thermometer and it said 84 instead of 86, damn I'm good. This morning I woke up not sweating and was content at the temperature in the house because ITS A RAINY DAY. Huzzah! Thermometer read a mere 78 degrees and I was jumping for joy, even though it was 8 in the morning.
I got an A on my last test in my psych class "Analysis of Behavior." I thought I was doomed when the teacher walked in and said it was the worse test scores yet and she was worried about us....and then proceded to thank the few people that got A's so she knows its not her that is causing all the stupidity. I, like my teacher, gave waaaaay too much credit to the "people" in my class. By "people" I mean the species are suppose to have a decent sized frontal lobe....but I think most of my classmates traded their frontal lobes for something shiny or perhaps for a chance to be on one of the many sucky reality tv shows. So after we went over the test, we broke off into groups of 3 to do group activities. Normally I like these activities for the sole reason that anything we get right is extra credit....and apparently these "people" need it, but this turned out to be what I'll put simply as "the dumbest psychology major students ever." And when dumb gets together, the following happens: We were asked to list 5 examples of negative reinforcement and then answer this question: "which is used more often in our society, negative or positive reinforcement?" While this seems to be something that would be done in psych 101, my other 2 group members surely popped some blood vessels trying to come up with some crap that didn't even make a coherent sentance. But for some god-forsaken reason, they understood each other perfectly!! I rattled off 2-3 examples so that we could get the show on the road and was met by complete opposition from my group. I was totally dumbfounded and somehow we got into an argument on the basic definition of negative reinforcement....as if it were argueable? Its a definition, it doesn't fucking change! So I just put my head in my hand, closed my eyes, and stopped talking til we got the teacher over to settle the argument. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on her face when she was listening to the other 2 rattle off what can only be described as incoherent crap. She looked like she wanted to ask them if they were either 1) in the right class? 2) completely retarded? 3) had even bothered to buy the book? But also she had this look like she didn't want to be mean and didn't know how to tell them that they are soooo far away from the correct definition that one would wonder if they could even pass the electronic stapler test. (For those of you who do not know the stapler test, please ask.) My group then told me to say my examples, so they could get the teacher's disapproval as well and she pointed at me and said "that's exactly right." So then we finally were able to get the assignment done. Afterwards we were just chatting and my group members were bitching about how much they hate this class and guess what!? The guy in my group is graduating with a psychology degree this semester and has already gotten accepted to grad school. These are the experiences in life that make me think it may not be all that hard to get into grad school. They accept people who don't even know the definitions to basic psych terminology so I should be a shoe-in!
The rat experiment is going ok so far. I completed the 15 days of training the rats to not be scared of being out of the cage and to eat when food is presented. They are still a bit skidish but not even close to the first few days. I am currently "magazine training" them which basically means that I am training them to go where I want them to go by placing no obsticals in the way of the food. Currently they just have to climb up 3 increasingly taller boxes and then eat what they want. Later, I will not have the boxes right next to each other and they will have to problem solve how to get up to the tall box. The answer is that they need to push the boxes back together. The dependant variable is the amount of time from when I place them on the table to when they get to the top and start eating the food. Should be on that by Sunday at the most. The experiment with the cats is simple and will only take 4 days, I'll do that after I'm done with the rats. I was thinking the other day that if my hypothesis on animal communication proves to be right, I wonder what my chances of getting my study published are? And if by some miracle, some journal cared to publish something by a loley Bachelor Degree person, my chances at grad school would skyrocket! So now what used to be just a simple research paper due at the end of the semester has become possibly my career saviour. I'm excited, once I finish and write up a first draft (the methodology section is already pretty much done, just need to tweak it a little) I should ask my teacher to see if publication is even possible. Eeeeee!
K, that's enough for now, my wrists hurt.
Things of noteworthy interest:
Aileen is gone. Yup gone. She must have gotten confused about how to tell me because she mistook giving me a written 30 day notice (which is required by her lease) for a scribbled note on my desk 3 days before the end of the month to explain why half her stuff was gone. She also didn't finish cleaning and told me she may have time in a week and a half to clean. Um yeah, so she broke her lease, gave me barely any notice, and started moving while I was at work. My patience is up with her, no more mister nice Michelle. And boy have I been super nice. All I get for going out of my way to accomodate her and her money trouble is to be bent over and screwed. Not in a nice way either. So I am searching desperately for a roommate. I msged over 60 people from roommates.com and got 2 answers. I put up flyers around ASU and also hung a "room for rent" sign on my front gate. Any prospective roommate will get a party thrown in their honor...cmon please!
Sure will be fun trying to explain to a potential roommate that the AC is still broken but it will be fixed soon. Side note: I need an entire new unit. The warranty people have approved it and we are waiting for the parts to be delivered. I am starting to be able to tell the difference in the temperature just based on sweating. The other day I was sweating less than normal while not at all moving around and I looked at the thermometer and it said 84 instead of 86, damn I'm good. This morning I woke up not sweating and was content at the temperature in the house because ITS A RAINY DAY. Huzzah! Thermometer read a mere 78 degrees and I was jumping for joy, even though it was 8 in the morning.
I got an A on my last test in my psych class "Analysis of Behavior." I thought I was doomed when the teacher walked in and said it was the worse test scores yet and she was worried about us....and then proceded to thank the few people that got A's so she knows its not her that is causing all the stupidity. I, like my teacher, gave waaaaay too much credit to the "people" in my class. By "people" I mean the species are suppose to have a decent sized frontal lobe....but I think most of my classmates traded their frontal lobes for something shiny or perhaps for a chance to be on one of the many sucky reality tv shows. So after we went over the test, we broke off into groups of 3 to do group activities. Normally I like these activities for the sole reason that anything we get right is extra credit....and apparently these "people" need it, but this turned out to be what I'll put simply as "the dumbest psychology major students ever." And when dumb gets together, the following happens: We were asked to list 5 examples of negative reinforcement and then answer this question: "which is used more often in our society, negative or positive reinforcement?" While this seems to be something that would be done in psych 101, my other 2 group members surely popped some blood vessels trying to come up with some crap that didn't even make a coherent sentance. But for some god-forsaken reason, they understood each other perfectly!! I rattled off 2-3 examples so that we could get the show on the road and was met by complete opposition from my group. I was totally dumbfounded and somehow we got into an argument on the basic definition of negative reinforcement....as if it were argueable? Its a definition, it doesn't fucking change! So I just put my head in my hand, closed my eyes, and stopped talking til we got the teacher over to settle the argument. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on her face when she was listening to the other 2 rattle off what can only be described as incoherent crap. She looked like she wanted to ask them if they were either 1) in the right class? 2) completely retarded? 3) had even bothered to buy the book? But also she had this look like she didn't want to be mean and didn't know how to tell them that they are soooo far away from the correct definition that one would wonder if they could even pass the electronic stapler test. (For those of you who do not know the stapler test, please ask.) My group then told me to say my examples, so they could get the teacher's disapproval as well and she pointed at me and said "that's exactly right." So then we finally were able to get the assignment done. Afterwards we were just chatting and my group members were bitching about how much they hate this class and guess what!? The guy in my group is graduating with a psychology degree this semester and has already gotten accepted to grad school. These are the experiences in life that make me think it may not be all that hard to get into grad school. They accept people who don't even know the definitions to basic psych terminology so I should be a shoe-in!
The rat experiment is going ok so far. I completed the 15 days of training the rats to not be scared of being out of the cage and to eat when food is presented. They are still a bit skidish but not even close to the first few days. I am currently "magazine training" them which basically means that I am training them to go where I want them to go by placing no obsticals in the way of the food. Currently they just have to climb up 3 increasingly taller boxes and then eat what they want. Later, I will not have the boxes right next to each other and they will have to problem solve how to get up to the tall box. The answer is that they need to push the boxes back together. The dependant variable is the amount of time from when I place them on the table to when they get to the top and start eating the food. Should be on that by Sunday at the most. The experiment with the cats is simple and will only take 4 days, I'll do that after I'm done with the rats. I was thinking the other day that if my hypothesis on animal communication proves to be right, I wonder what my chances of getting my study published are? And if by some miracle, some journal cared to publish something by a loley Bachelor Degree person, my chances at grad school would skyrocket! So now what used to be just a simple research paper due at the end of the semester has become possibly my career saviour. I'm excited, once I finish and write up a first draft (the methodology section is already pretty much done, just need to tweak it a little) I should ask my teacher to see if publication is even possible. Eeeeee!
K, that's enough for now, my wrists hurt.
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