The end of the semester

So much to talk about. 

How I ended the semester. 

I passed crazy professors class (social psychology) with a C. The last day of class he showed us how to calculate what we needed on the final To pass the class with a desired grade. And since I didn't do so hot in his oh so boring class I needed to make 73/75. Yeah friction' right!! well I know for sure I did NOT get a nearly perfect score on the final. But I got a C in the class. I can't prove it but I'm damn sure he was thinking the same thing I was "I don't want to (take this/have this person in my) class again!!"

History to psychology. This was a senior level course and I passed it with an A. Yea me!! It wasn't a hard class, the Online test were straight from the book. The Online tests that you took at home and he gave you a week to do. 

With each test that we took there seemed to be some issue with the calculations or with students taking the test, so we all get two or three chances to take them. :)

We had a total of four tests (the fourth being the final but not being a final-- it wasn't comprehensive, it was just the last three chapters). The lowest test grade was dropped. With all the extra tries we had on the tests my lowest grade ended up being a 93. Making over a 100 was possible on all tests because he didn't grade on a curve, but still wanted to help his students out. I made over a 100 on the remaining three tests. Awesomeness. 

One of the other things that made up our grade was a research paper. :)-- totally easy. And the last thing was two separate group projects. The first group project y partner somehow messed up majorly I did all the notes all he had to do was put it in a PowerPoint mtgs issue he had was he has a fucking Mac. He doesn't have PowerPoint and he didn't give himself enough time to convert. Fortuneately we saved ourselves by just explaining everything, and the teacher was in the hospital so the students gave us a good grade. And my second one was awesome went off with out any problems. !!!

That was only two classes but I think I'll stop here for now. 

Implanon

Two weeks ago I mentioned I have my Implanon removed and a new one put it, and that there would be a blog about it...

This is that blog.
If you have a weak stomach, stop reading now.

Seriously.

Well mine was apparently a little bit harder to get out than the doctors expected.

Haha. Let us start from the beginning.
May 9th, the doctor’s office called me a 9:15 the day of my appt to try to change the appt time to 10am. It takes my mom and I about 45 minutes to get out to the doctor’s office on a good day with no traffic. And as with most appt the doctors request you be there 15-30 minutes early for the vital checkup. I also didn’t hear my phone ring, so I didn’t see the missed call until 930, so I tried to call the number back and "this number has been disconnected" which was realllly strange, so I blew it off.

My mom and I get up to the appt and as we're checking in we notice that my name and cell number are on a sticky note, on the desk, out for everyone to see. I hand over my ID to check in and the nurse straight away gives me bitch attitude with "we tried to call you to move your appt up" I said I got the missed called and the number was wrong when I called back. Then she said that she left a message and so did the doctor... so I checked my phone (having it a whole 5 days at this point just realized...) I didn’t have my voice mail set up, so where they hell was the message left???

the nurse tried to give us more bitch attitude by trying to reschedule for a different day, and we said that it was possible for us come back at a different day or time, that is why we set it up for today, at the time we set it up for... it isn’t our fault that someone on your side possibly messed up with how they scheduled it. The nurse told me to sit down and she'll see if she could "squeeze me in" (it is 1030 at this time, and my actual appt is at 11am).

The appt time comes and goes...at 1145 the nurse gets up, I thought good news, no... She turned off the lights to the waiting room area and Left for Lunch! Just before she left she flipped a sign over that said "this area is closed for lunch between 12-1pm"
I haven’t had an update on what the hell is going on since 1045. So I’m getting annoyed, and am not sure if I should leave or not.

A doctor walked out from the back door, so I snagged her and asked for an update. She got flustered at me and told me that a room was being prepared, and someone messed up when scheduling my appt... Which isn’t my problem (I got Two confirming appt called the Thursday and Friday before)..

Finally I’m called back after waiting for two hours!

This is where the fun begins. I had a nurse, a doctor, and a trainee to remove and insert the Implanons, and my mom was also in the room, watching... :)

They numbed up my arm... gooooood.
The female doctor didn’t want me to have a bigger scar, so she made a cut within the scar I already had on my arm to remove the old Implanon. The female doctor had these forceps and the circled part was in my arm trying to get out the Implanon.

My mom was telling me all this, because I wasn’t looking at any of it. My mom thought it was cool.. Haha. At this point the female nurse and doctor both mentioned that if I was their daughter they would Not be even be in the room. Good thing I have a supportive mom to keep my nerves at bay.

Back to the Implanon. Good thing my arm was super numbed up because the Implanon refused to be gripped, and would slip right out of the forceps. The female doctor ended up grabbing the end too hard, and bent the tip of it making it harder to grab onto.

15 minutes later
She gave the male doctor a try, 10 minutes after that I told her that the scars don’t bother me, the scar is on the underside of my arm anyway and to just make a bigger cut.. I can’t feel it, so why the hell not. So they did make the cut a little bit bigger, but still had trouble grabbing it.

10 minutes later
The female doctor had a good grip on it and it was almost out.. Then the Implanon slipped out of the forceps again and shot back into my arm. Haha I didn’t feel it, so it didn’t bother me.

5 minutes later
The female doctor had a grip on it again, and she was getting mad so she just yanked! I felt a slight pinch above where I was numb, and my mom said there was a white stringy thing attached to the end of it...
Apparently over the last three years a nerve ending has been weaving in and out of the tiny holes in the Implanon and that is what was holding it in, and what was yanked out with causing the slight pinch feeling.

The male doctor was ready with the new one and inserted it right away. A strip of sterile tape, a gauze square, and a sticky wrap were placed over it. I was told to leave to gauze and sticky wrap on it for 24 hours to keep the pressure on it, and then leave the sterile tape alone until it fell off by itself.

This is what it looked like right after we left the hospital:

A few days after I took the wrap off (the 11th) I noticed this:

First thing I thought was "what the hell?!"

I asked my not-doctor-doctor-dad and he ruled out infection. So I thought no worries, but the next day it was slightly bigger and started to itch.

The day of the 12th I went in for a "check up" to make sure everything was good, at a closer hospital where the male doctor was for this day. He ended up being busy, so I saw a different female doctor. She took off the strip of sterile tape and also ruled out infection. When she took off the tape it made the blister thing and the area around it itch like mad, it also showed that the other section under the tape was starting to get red and itchy. This made her think that I could be having a slight allergic reaction to the tape.



She said to scratch, and "Don’t Pop It." I didn’t, and it didn’t pop on its own... The liquid inside just went away (it took a little over a week).

All is well in the left arm of AJ again..

I missed you - this blog is long

This blog that is.
I’ve been telling myself "I don’t have anything interesting to say" "no one cares" But what the heck! Tons of things happen in each of my days.... well not each day, but dang near! And I don’t really care if no one that reads this cares about what I type... Don’t read it... problem solved. :)


hahaha

I'm going to start with the past, and then we're going to the future!! ... So I’ll date things as I go.

Where to start?
How about school?
Yes, school seems like a good place.


April 22nd
I took test 3 online for my History...of psych class and got a 63. I didn’t understand why I got a 63. So the next class period my teacher asked how I was doing, and I brought up the test, not sure why I got a 63. He allowed the class to retake it, but I had issues taking it one time already, so I had used my second chance getting a 63. Then last week he found out that the grading calculation was wrong and my grade changed to an 83, yay. I would be happy with this, but with this mistake he gave everyone a Third chance and the highest of the three grades would be the one that counts. So I took it again after rereading the chapters, to try to getting a better grade, and got a 103.68/115.02!! (He has extra points to help out students, so the grade I get is the actual grade that gets counted. S I went from a B- to an A+!!! Making my lowest grade a 90.06/110.08 will be dropped, unless I don’t take the 4th test. But I think I will take test 4 just to see if I can get better then a 90 to have a better chance of getting an A or A+ as my final grade... I'm not worried but my research paper for this class (the "final") is worth 45% of the grade. :s

April 26th/28th, May 3rd, *JUMP* & May 5th

April 26th
We took a written test in Shakespeare. I was to answer a question in essay format. While writing the essay I realized that I didn’t have an intro paragraph.

On the front page I had:
"* oops I forgot the intro, it’s on the back,"
Support paragraph one, and
Support paragraph two.

On the back I had:
"* this is the Intro paragraph"
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Support paragraph three and
Conclusion.

I didn’t think it would be that complicated…

April 28th
She said she didn’t understand where I was going with it, and would give it back to my on the 3rd to look at together.

May 3rd
I got a C- on the quiz/essay. She wanted me to rewrite it in class while she was talking and instead I told her I’d take the grade for now and if I didn’t bring it back it would be perm. I wasn’t allowed to change anything just put it in order (so I had to turn in the quiz paper with the rewrite) I didn’t have a problem with this. (After the day of May 4th will be the conclusion of this story)

May 4th
A day I’m not longer mad about. It'll be a day I remember for a long time, but it’s just a day again.
On this May 4th I went with my mom and dad to change our house phone service from AT&T to Verizon cuz AT&T costs us roughly 45ish bucks a month and the Verizon plan is under 20. (We should have, could have, would have done when they first came out with it years ago but AT&T didn’t cost that much then...)

While there my dad asked me Black or White. I choose the White one... if all of you sat in my English Harlem Renaissance this pass semester I would be a Bitch right now for picking white. But you were, and I’m not... not on this anyway.
I picked something that few people would have had at that time. The White iPhone! and I LOVE it!!!!!!! For many reason including, Email, the texting keyboard (minus the auto correct), its white so it looks awesome, and
I didn’t pay for it. <--- Best reason. :)

May 5th
As I said I got the new iPhone with email. I totally forgot to retype my quiz/essay, so as I was sitting in my first class I was typing up the quiz and emailed it to myself, and during my break I printed it out. This is when I had decided that no matter what I truly loved the technology in this phone (or any email capable smart phone). :) I know I should have done it the night before or the morning of before my classes started for the day.. But I forgot. So sue me.


this past weekend (May 6th-May 7th)
I dog sat for Foreman and his wife. It was AWESOME! I couldn't connect to the internet though. I was able to one time but after it dropped me I wasn’t able to get back on the rest of the time. So I didn’t get any more research done for my three papers. It’s fine though what I have ended up being enough.
Then WhiteU started texting me and it was okay at first, then as per-usual it got weird and creepy. He asked me Again if we could date, and for the third time (at least) I told him no, I’m not interested in guys, girls, its, or humans. He said "was worth a try" I thought "no, it wasn’t. I've told you sooo many times I’m not going out with you on a date or in a dating status.. It got way more creepier then that, but it isn’t necessary to get into it... it just sends shivers up my spine. So I stopped responding to his messages. Then on the 8th he asked how my day was going and I didn’t answer so he hasn’t texted me today.
The dogs were such good dogs. I had trouble getting to them to eat at first. But as the night when on they ate and it got better. Bed time was somewhat of a problem, cuz I didn’t go to be when they did, so they were making a lot of noise until I turned off the lights. Then they woke me up by crying and barking in the morning. To be fed and let out.


Today May 9th
I got my Implanon changed today, but I’ll get back to this... in a blog all to itself


Welcome To The Future...... May 10th-May 17th
My classes are almost done. I have literally 3 days left (which equates to 8 more days until I’m done with this semester). Tomorrow is my last day of a full day of class, then Thursday I have one final (social psychology), and next Tuesday I have one final (Shakespeare). My other psych and English class don’t have finals. YAY!! (bad thing the finals for those classes are research papers.)
But wait... My Shakespeare class has a Final and a Research paper.. what a rip off!

still, I’m excited that this semester is almost over, it just means that I'm that much closer to Vegas (June 1st-June 6th) and Barry Frickin' Manilow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (June 3rd, which is also my Grandmothers birthday) :D :D :D.

April 24th

Happy birthday sister. This year Easter happened to fall on your birthday, lucky you.

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Complaint:

Why am I your go-to girl/guy? Any of you that use me as one. And why is it when I actually have a girl issue (since I still am one, and rarely, but occasionally have girl issues) or any problem that I want to talk about, all but one of you back off and get unconformable. It really isn’t my fault that I am female, or that you talk to me. It also isn’t your fault that I have things I want to talk about, but com'on suck it up and talk about it...

Unfortunately with all of my friends I choose everyone that is like me, a "talk about me" personality. I try my best and tend to back down to talk about you. But me, forgive me when I want to talk about me and my past, even if it is slightly tied to your or a friend of yours. I’ll try to avoid it... but sometimes I just can’t.

I'm a horribly mean person, I already know this. I've tried to change, but nothing drastic has motivated me enough to stay that way for long periods of time..... So deal with it, or stop talking to me. I’ll let you choose.

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Next person: you know who you are!!! :) :*

You care a lot. Sometimes Way too much.
Do you really love GB? If you do, think of (NoName) and this situation you've gotten yourself into as a band-aid. Right now you're going as slow as frickin' possible, and it’s probably killin' him. Just rip off the band-aid, and if you want or he cares, try to go back to being friends. People really are not as naïve as the pedestals you are placing them on, he is probably already knows you’re going to leave him. But if you need it, please take your time. Then you can talk to me about what you want to do with the GB issue.

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I was going to copy, edit and past a note about you that I sent to someone else... But I’ve decided against it. Even tho she and I aren’t the best of friends, it turns out she is the only one I want to know about how I feel about you. She has almost everything I’ve ever wanted to say to you sitting in her inbox... even if she didn’t want to know as much as I gave her. Thanks for asking just the right question, in the right everything dealing with time, location, and setting, Bluest Eyes.

But I haven’t thought about it in a while, and thinking about it now the feelings seem to have gone back down to a normal controllable, easy to ignore level.

April 21st

Hello chick,

OMGosh! I despise you, chick!!

You rarely show up to class, but when you do you are ANNOYING! Why the hell do you have to put your two cents in on EVERYTHING? When you talk, I can hear almost everyone in the room laughing at you because you talk too much! Also your opinions and thoughts have Nada-damn-thing to do with what was said... so your two cents is reallllllllllllllly pointless!

In the beginning of the semester, you said that this was your last semester, and that you were graduating. How the hell? If this is a needed class there is NO way you are going to be graduating. You have shown up to one test in this class, and failed it. You haven’t even turned in the ONLY paper we have done yet, if you are even going to ... if you even know we have a paper... You've been absent every time he's mentioned it.

And back to your two cents, just please..... Stop talking. All you do is my pet peeve anyway. Every half second and between every word all you are really saying is "umm" or "ya know" or "ya know what I’m sayin'?" AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! NO, I Don't Know!

I generally don’t like the class, mainly because of the teacher, but you make it SO much more unbearable.

You, you also make more noise in the one class, in the one 80 minute class period then I do ALL week. All the noise you make: showing up late (again when you do show up) and getting to the seat you choose to sit at in the front (disrupting everyone), sitting down and messing round with the Velcro strip on your bag to get your things out while messing around with a plastic bag to open some candy that you crunch and suck on while smacking your lips ALL class period...... And so much more, so many more things that I can’t even list them because that last sentence is already too long.


I'm going to end this by saying after this semester, since I'm sure your not going to be graduating, I hope I NEVER see you again.

Thank you for making this class more awful then it should have been.

From,
~The one in front of you that doesn't respond to my baby-nickname from anyone other then my parents, so learn my learn my name and never call my peanut again.

update on the flood

our property manager did come by this morning and told us that the water went down to more offices past ours. so from the nail salons pipe bust 2 offices (inculding theirs) flooded, and 3 more were effected.... which just means these walls SUCK! and will probably grow mold.. eeeeeww. well they have untill september to put up a new wall.... hopefully they do so we dont have a mold problem.

Last saturday ... the 9th

I woke up. Drat.
I didnt have to work so i went with me mom to get her car's oil changed. while we were waiting we went to Denny's for breakfast. We saw our neighbor there with a group of his friends. They were just finishing up and leaving as we got our food. Then we got the car back, went hom for about an hour and left again. This time to take Famine to the Vet.

The vet.
The vet wanted a poop sample from Famine so they could run the semi-annual tests.
OF COURSE!
He had no poo to give from the night before or the morning of.
We didnt put Famine in the cat cage this time, so The ride over to the vet was Fun! He was placed in the back on his leash and stated meowing and walkin around. we had the windows cracked so that he couldnt jump out, but could get some air.
I felt bad for him because it was hot blowing hot air from the window on him and he is an almost completly black cat... He was panting and sweating from the pads of his paws.

At the Vet.
I had to inform the vet that i was sure my cat knew he was going to the vet so he didnt poo for us. thus, no sample.
we got to one of the rooms and he started his usual business of marking things with the sent on his face cheeks, and he did his exam very well!... except when it came to getting his nails clipped. he went Cra-ZY! he started hissing at the vet tech.

The vet has a cool new instrument, well i thought it was cool, i think that pets hate it just as much as the old one. The new thing is a temp and poo taker. it does 2 in one! so only one thing goes up the pets butt... haha.
the poo tests came out negative, which is good. :)

as my mom was paying, he was walking around in the restroom for clients. I was Really hoping it wasnt because he finally had to poo.

On the Road Again... To Home.
Famine was panting again this time we turned on the AC and i pulled him up front and put his face infront of the vent. I thought i was being a considerate owner, and he took this time to get into a comfortable Pooing position, and poo'd on me!!!!!
OH BOY!!!!
it was stinky! so we turned off the AC, put Famine in the back seat again and rolled down the windows to get the smell out!
Then after we took famine home my mom and I left again, and went to Dicks Sporting Goods to get some weights.

That Was Just My Saturday!

water spot

Good thing tax season was extended this year! This is what we came into this morning that we wouldnt have know about if we had closed this past friday. and the place that flooded us wouldnt have been around till 12.

its looks like this all in the front by Mr.84! desk, and a stream of it to where the trio of Po/SupaWife/JW sit and where CG/DA/DW sit. but the back two are fine and the boss' desk is currently untouched.

we have 10 computers including the two i have in the front. Out of the ten only 4 work. the rest have water damage. Well one of mine works but it is connected to a power strip that was submerged in water, so it probably got fried.

again, Where the boss sits and were the best taxpro sits, those are the only ones that work.

the assistant property manager came out cuz the property manage herself is in houston and will be back tomorrow. the APM called the water company they deal with and told them to get a team together to come suck up the water before mold starts to set in. so they should be by today.

the place next to us a nail salon, it was one of the foot machines. a pipe under it busted. so if they are smart they will sue the plumbers that they hired that didnt cap the pipe right... because they are getting charged for everything in our office (which it to thier right), and the office next to us (to our right, if it has anything) and the other office to the left of them.. after monday if the property manager needs to get into this office she'll have to call our distric office, so i gave the APM the number to the distric office.


FUN FUN day! :)

****Breaking News:****

****Breaking News:****
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hahahaha from a friend on facebook.




and unfortunately, although there really isnt a definitive way of actually ever knowing, i think i'm partially in love. its kind of really pathetic.. and it is possible the undercurrent of why my relationships have fail, and i'm uninterested in most of the male population. but since i'm not sure, and may never be sure, i'll just leave it at that for now, and figure out how to get over it next.

this is the paper it comes with.

i got a pin

at work today. for being there for three years. i didnt even know that we got anything other then "thanks for working with us this long. Yay you!"

2 things and 3 blogs.

i have one questions and one request:

Request:

as you can tell i changed up my blog layout, something i havent done since i start the blog.. And i wanna know how it looks... I obviously like it, but i want to know if it is too hard to read, or something.. please leave feedback.

Question:

How do you know or assume if you are in love with someone? This is a serious question that i have been fighting myself over for the past few weeks, but i dont have a clue.. i wouldnt even know where to began, on if i know or not.

You can either leave a comment here; if you personally know me text, email, or FB me.

i had an eye appt

i had an eye appt today, and got approved for lasik!! im so excited. im getting a call back this week for the lasik appt date.

you and i

i wish we were better friends, you and i. i know there are so many things in our way that prevent it, and we have very few things in common to solidify it.

you and i talk mostly in the summer but not much during the rest of the year. one summer will come and go, when the conversations never start.

Then what?

you and i? we go on with our summers and years... we even might forgot about each other. we move on.
not as you and i... but just as you . . . and . . . I . . .

What comes after that?

the occasional "hey, whats new? how are things?" or a happy birthday only when facebook reminds us... if we remain "friends" online.
will we still be blogging? or secretly still reading each others blogs, hoping you and i were still friends or better friends, cuz we realize how much we do actually have in common.

but never commenting.

how do we become better friends if neither of us know where to start?

i miss you sometimes. i wish were we back in HS, texting, in Mr.Flores' choir class. . . .

i tried something new something old and have something blue.. whats next?

i really love being single, and not alone. i really like not having someone ask me what I’m always doing... do i have a tattoo or sticker on my head that says “hey ask me out, then do something creepy”
I’m starting to think i do.

WhiteU walks by our office everyday and for the past few months has been staring at me when he walks by... last week he came into the office and started small talk, which was weird. and “had always wanted a reason to come talk to” me. okay i knew right then he’d ask me out. he did that following monday (this past monday) he came into the office on his day off and talked to me, supa wife, the boss, and another pro for 2 hours! then everyone else but me got called off to do things and he asked me out. i told him I’d think about it.

then this past friday i told him no. i wasnt looking for a relationship for at least 3 years.. he said he’d wait.

later that night he asked what i was doing, i said watching cartoons and he said “ i love how you watch cartoons” I’ve know him all of 6 days. This may seem like he is trying to hard to get me to either talk to him or notice him, but to me its just creepy!! How can someone “love” something about you if they haven’t even know you a week?


The notes that are posted up before this were for a presentation that I had in my History of Psychology class march 24th, and we A+ it. Our prof said after class “I hope its okay with you, I gave you an A+” (that how I know we actually A+ it! ) research draft due tomorrow!!! I’m nervous and excited.

In my other psyc class, the one where we cant bring the book to class, and we didn’t have a syllabus in… he finally did give us a syllabus this past Thursday, after our test. I’m sure I didn’t do so good on this last test… so I just have to do good on the two essays coming up and the last two tests… so I do have more than enough time to make up the “points” to pass the class.

Pictures Texas- S.L. Partner

these are the pictures that go with the slides, but i dont know what numbers they go to, but it shouldnt be that hard place them. sorry and thanks!!



pebeco



pecebo (This one is the more important one)



rat maze (This one is the more important one)



rat maze



Little Albert



Baby Powder

For Texas- S.L. Partner

Title: Psychology as the Behaviorist Views It
Note: two solutions to the problem
Sub-note: Either animal behavior could be studied independently of psychology OR psychology could be changed to the study of behavior.
Note: in Watson's opinion, again
Sub-note: he believed that introspection was teh problem. he also thought that is psychology continued using introspection, future psychologiest would still disagree over the conscious mind's elements.
Note: Unsuccessfull Karl Lashley
Sub-note: Watson worked for a few years with Karl Lashley. They were studing thought as a faint contactions in the speech musculature (Subvocal speech)
Sub-note: Watson also agured that "feelings" were based on sensations arising from the reproductive organs and erogenous zones.
Sub-note: His discussion of sex was ahead of its time.



Title: Watson at Phipps Psychiatric Clinic
Note: limited space
Sub-note: he had limited lab spaec after the arts and sciences moved to a new campus. Adolf Meyer offered Watson lab space at the Clinic and Watson eagerly accpeted it.
Note: December 1918
Sub-note: Watson was back at Phipps Clinic, he had to leave because he was "called to active duty" in 1917
Sub-note: before teh war he published an article that talked about 3 basic emotions in infants - fear, rage, and love- the conditioning little albert began



Title: Fear Conditioning in Little Albert
Note: 9 months
Sub-note: at this age Little Albert was only afriad of a suddenly produced loud noise.
Note: 11 months
Sub-note: this is when Watson and Rosalie Rayner started the conditioning of Little Albert
Sub-note: day one, he reached for the white rat, and steel was struk with a hammer behind Little Albert, he started crying. he went home for a week.
Sub-note: the next test, Little Albert was presented with the rat 5 times, and the steel was struk.
Sub-note: 5 days later Albert was tested again to see if he was afraid of the rat, he was. he was also afraid of other white or furry objects.
Sub-note: another 5 days later, Albert came back, and was still afraid of the rat, but only had a slight reaction to other objects. a dog was presented to him, and he only had a little reaction, until the dog unexpectly backed. Ablbert cryed until the dog was removed.
Sub-note: they tested him a month after that with just the objects. they found out that the fear of the objects was still their just not a intense, so they didnt try to removed the conditioned emotional response.
Note: the 1924 confusion
Sub-note: Mary Cover JOnes was a friend of Rosalie Rayner, (by this time Watsons wife) so watson advise Jones while she worked on a prject to cure Peter.
Sub-note: Peter was a 3 yr old boy, who was afraid fo rabbits and rats.
Sub-note: Jones wanted Peter to not fear such animals. she used "Modeling Therapy" which failed.
Sub-note: Then she sat Peter in a highchair gave him a preferred food, while moving a rabbit closer to him as he ate for teh next sereral days.
Sub-note: by the end, peter showed foundness for the rabbit, and the fear of the rat and other objects were entirely absent.
Sub-note: later Jones reported that she had tried removing fears with a veriaty of different methods concluding that one direct conditioning and social imitation (which failed the first time) worked consistently.



Title: From Behaviorism to Advertising
Note: basically black listed...
Sub-note: after he got involved with a Hopkins student (Rayner), and his very public divorce, he was dismissed. since the newpaper covered the story, no University wanted to risk hiring Watson. so naturally he went to advertising.
Note: History of consumer psychology
http://free-books-online.org/psychology/introduction-to-psychology/consumer-psychology/
Sub-note:j b. watson was the first ever-prominent psychologist to apply principles of psychology in the field of advertising.
watson believed that psychology could not be recognized as a scientific discipline until its practical utility is proved by its application and demonstration in real life situations.
According to watson “If psychology would follow the plan i suggest, the educator, the physician, the jurist, and the businessman could utilize our data in a practical way.”
he himself designed ads for johnson and johnson’s baby powder. in that ad, he not only targeted the emotions and anxieties of mothers, but also used the experts’ recommendations and the impact of using the product.
Sub-note: He also did an ad for Pebeco tooth paste. I couldnt find his exact add, but i found one similar. he add was of a woman smoking. ahowing that smoking made her more sexy, but if she didnt brush her teeth with Pebeco, she lost her sex appeal.
the one i found looks like this lady's boss is asking her to dinner, but it wouldnt have happened if she had stinky breath.



Title: Waton's Learning Theory and the Decline of the Instinct Concept in Psychology
Note: Zing Yang Kuo
Sub-note: he opposed the instinct concept, arguing that "the term instinct was a cloak for ignorance of the subtle behavioral changes that accompany maturation"
Sub-note: he "proved this by raising kittens. if the kittens were raised with thier mothers, they were killing rats before the age of 4 months. but if kittens were raised in cages with rats, they never killed the rats. he concluded "kittens can be made to kill, love, hate, fear, or play with a rat: it depends on the life history of the kitten"
Note: Karl von Frisch
Sub-note: he is best known for his studies of communication by "dances" in honeybees.



Title: In Conclusion
Note: Thorndike is the man! :)
Sub-note: behaviorism began with the work of Pavlov and Watson after Thorndike's animal research. also with Thorndike's work in education and Watson's career in advertising illustrated behaviorism could be applied outside the lab to affect people's lives.

Title: FIN
Note: NO QUESTIONS!! (j/k)




That is the rest of the notes for the slides. sorry about the way you need to receive them.. no email at work, but i can get to my blog.. haha.

Anyways, titles are the titles, Notes would be the main bullet points, and Sub-notes would be the part that isnt seen like my other slides (in the notes of the slides so i can print them out, like the other slides).

SORRY about the spelling errors, work only has IE with the basic progaming which means no spell check...

the new me?

nothing about me has changed. so why was cutting my hair such a big deal? why do a lot of people say that "you can start over" "you are a new person" when really youre not? i guess i like it, but i'm still not sure. anyway, it is cut now, and there isnt anything that can be done about it.
as i said nothing else has really changed, so how can this be the new me?

I'm getting use to my glasses now, which still kind of sucks, and i still have 4 more weeks and three days until my eye appt. i only know i'm use to them now, because my ears dont hurt all day anymore. my ears do start to hurt near the end of the day still, from wearing my glasses all day...

maybe after the summer i can start to be the "new me" that should come with cutting hair.

in the last few days ive been watching movies.. something i havent done for a LONG time.

The movies that i watched this past week were:
Futurama: The Beast with a Billion Backs
Rango
The Dilemma
The Last Airbender
Never Let Me Go
The Social Network
And i'm currently watching Change of Plans
I'm not sure if movie titles are suppose to be italicize or not... oh well.

other movies i want to see this week are Beastly and Red Riding Hood only because i want to see how bad they converted the cartoon movies of Beauty and the best in to "live-action" and i've been told red Riding Hood sucks, but want to see it anyway for some reason...


yesterday Supa Wife took me to work. She showed up at 12ish to my house because she wanted to go to BJ's for lunch before she dropped me off at work. we were there for about an hour and a half., cuz i didnt have to be to work till 3.
we ended up getting to work early, so we stayed in her car for about 30 minutes. as she was driving in and up the strip to our work, we saw a GOOGLE CAR!! her husband texted her about an hour later and he saw one too!


At work yesterday, there was this Cute boy that dropped his toy behind my desk. as he came over to pick it up he said "excuse me ma'am" i thought it was the cutest thing, he must have been about 4.

then this conversation happened:
Boy- what are you doing?
Me-- my job.
Boy- ooh. what kind of job
Me-- i check people in at this computer.
Boy- ooh. do you have any kids?
Me-- oh No.
Boy- why not? Did the die???
Me-- what *laughing!*
Boy- did they?
Boys Mother -- (NAME!) You CanNot Ask That Question!!
Boy- ooohh. Sorry ma'am
Me-- Its okay, it made me day.

after she was done with her taxes, she came up to me and apologized for what her child had said, she also said that as soon as he asked she was mortified that he even posed the question.

i told her it was fine, and that it was by far one of the funnier things that a child had asked me.

now I'm off to do a test, and finish up my essays.

its gone!

almost all of it....

burts bees i love you so.

i've always been one to say you can never have too many chapsticks. i fell victim to not following my own advice when one of mine melted. i only wish i had found out about burts bees back when i was in high school. carmex is just second best (which makes it 9th in my top ten-- the 8 above being burts bees 'flavors') but second best overall cuz it helps with coldsores/fever blisters. hopefully this supply lasts me a good three years or better since i have them every where. including, but not limited to, my pocket, my purse, my work bag, my back pack, my desk, and very soon both cars. :) oh burts bees, how i love you so.

sweet dreams.