12/1: Kathy Baker Day!; Subway Night12/4: Celebrate Psychology Day; poster for presentation12/7: PSY439 Jung synthesis paper12/8: ENG301 Unit 5 paper- 12/8: Psi Phi end of semester party
- 12/9: Study Day!
- 12/10: PSY439 final (Noon)
- 12/11: PSY499 Recovered memories paper
- 12/14: PSY499 final (2:30pm)
- 12/15: CS101 final (9am)
- 12/15: ENG204 final (2:30pm)
- Whenever: Psychology Club website instructions
- Whenever: Psychology Club website updates
- To-do list for the rest of the semester
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ashgrove- November 24th, 22:24
blah
- We're awesome.
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- ashgrove
- November 24th, 5:20
accomplished
This is most of the Psychology Club after the James Painter event. For entrance to the lecture, we asked for a dollar or a canned food donation. We collected all the food and delivered it to the Peoria Food Bank after. Upon weighing it, we found that we were going to donate the equivalent weight of an average adult female: 156 lbs! Holy. Shit. So much food. So many people are going to get fed. The lady at the food bank was ecstatic.
We had a beyond successful event. Over 200 people attended to hear his very successful lecture. He was friendly, hilarious, and made so many amazing points about our eating habits. (For a good summary of his position, see his documentary Portion Size Me. The trailer is on YouTube.)
It's great to see how much progress the club has made since Carson and I stormed in and said we were taking over the place. We've had so many successful events and so many new members. We've set up a great foundation for future executive boards. It's been a highlight of what has otherwise been a semester from hell.
- More updates
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- ashgrove
- November 13th, 21:12
- accomplished
- I found out that the project I've been working on for Dr. Montgomery is actually the key to getting our research a quarter of a million dollars. I spent the past week perfecting it and we got it 100% functional yesterday. Whitney and I were dancing excitedly when we got it to work. I need to finish making it pretty on Monday, but we're full-steam ahead!
- All of my grad school applications are done and paid! I just need to stay on my teachers to finish my letters.
- We had over 200 people in attendance at the last Psychology Club event! We were expecting 100 people to show up for Dr. Painter, but 200! 200! We had just enough food! We also sold t-shirts and collected 5 boxes of canned food for the food bank. Hooray!
- I'm so busy and sleepy. I can't wait for break so I can sleep in.
- Halloweens~!
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- ashgrove
- November 1st, 23:35
- amused
We had a good time on Halloween. We watched lots of movies. And I got great compliments, especially Abby telling me that she'd be afraid to mess with me on the street. And I have a groupie. :D
- Mr. Anonymous Creepy #4
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- ashgrove
- October 11th, 22:37
- amused
I was at the mall bus stop, waiting to go home. I made the mistake of smiling at this one guy. He came up to me and started asking questions--the usual probing, really. He mentioned he had a daughter my age, with my name. And then he asked for my phone number. Bleh.
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- ashgrove
- September 24th, 17:08
There's something really... I don't know, surreal, about standing out in the rain with my professor as he smokes, drinks coffee, and goes over my CV.
- Dancing governors
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- ashgrove
- September 13th, 18:33
- amused
We've only watched The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas four times since the summer started.
- Hello, Indecision
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- ashgrove
- September 1st, 16:59
anxious
I have not a damn clue what I want to do. Not a goddamn clue.
I thought I knew, but talking to more people made me start to question again.
I might want to leave the state for school. I might not want to do forensic (clinical with an emphasis in law) psychology. I might want to do physiological psychology--neuroscience! Behavioral neuroscience?
While researching that new development, I came across the only certified Human Sexuality grad school program in the United States. I was reading over it and I was struck by a feeling of, "Oh my god. This could be FUN."
I want to research. I want to be able to continue my personality theory work. I also want to be an advocate, a teacher. I want to help people, most importantly. How can I make the world a better place?
I'm still pretty sure I don't want to be a therapist.
I was also struck by the amount of fun possibilities for behavioral neuroscience. A couple programs I was looking at would require programming and computer classes. My jack of all trades status could be emphasized there. I would excel.
But am I good enough? My scores are average. Will they look beyond the scores? I know if I can get an interview, I'm in, but will my letters of recommendation make people pay attention to me?
So far, I absolutely know I'm applying to one program: Widener University's Human Sexuality. I'm thinking about Rosalind Franklin University's Clinical Psychology, Boston University's Behavioral Neuroscience, and something at University of Nebraska-Lincoln.
Trying to figure it out sucks.
uh- It's the weekend... you know what that means?
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- ashgrove
- August 14th, 16:47
- amused
Our group is the coolest.
- To the APA: Thank you.
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- ashgrove
- August 6th, 3:01
gleeful
I keep reposting this, I'm so excited.Psychologists repudiate gay-to-straight therapy. The American Psychological Association declared Wednesday that mental health professionals should not tell gay clients they can become straight through therapy or other treatments.
Instead, the APA urged therapists to consider multiple options — that could range from celibacy to switching churches — for helping clients whose sexual orientation and religious faith conflict.
In a resolution adopted on a 125-to-4 vote by the APA's governing council, and in a comprehensive report based on two years of research, the 150,000-member association put itself firmly on record in opposition of so-called "reparative therapy" which seeks to change sexual orientation.
No solid evidence exists that such change is likely, says the report, and some research suggests that efforts to produce change could be harmful, inducing depression and suicidal tendencies. ...
- Oops
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- ashgrove
- July 1st, 14:52
giggly
I need to remember to translate from Dr. Koeltzow-speak into Ashley-speak before answering questions from now on.
Dr. Koeltzow: So, Ashley. Is Adam your fella? (read: boyfriend)
Me: Yeah.
Dr. Koeltzow: Is he in town this summer?
Me: No, unfortunately. I keep missing him when I hear 80's music.
Dr. Koeltzow: ...Oooh, I can't live, with or without you~ You know, I practically made him swear a blood-oath to get into my class.
Carson: You bled Ashley's boyfriend?!
Me: (finally having translated 'fella') Oh! Fake boyfriend. Fake boyfriend! Everyone thinks he's mine.
Dr. Koeltzow: Not literally~
- Trying that blogging thing again
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- ashgrove
- June 4th, 20:34
- amused
I was more or less inspired bycreamy_martian's new feminist blog to try again at my own little niche blog. I've attempted to do a psychology blog (and other sorts of blogs) in the past, but could not think of what long posts to write about the topic. I've, obviously, written long essays about psychology before, but 10+ pages of paper are not appropriate for blog posts. Those papers, as well, are relatively few.
I really enjoyed posting snippets of articles and thoughts on the blog we used last summer during the Physiological Psychology course. So, I got myself a tumblr blog: The Id. There's very little pressure to write long articles, since I can make little news posts. I can also post images, audio clips, movies, etc. It's a very neat, organized package. Maybe having all of my thoughts in one place will help me to further develop my personality theory that was sort of cobbled together at the end of last semester over a couple weeks.
- It's a cute photo
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- ashgrove
- May 4th, 20:53
- chipper
Adam was playing with my camera phone. I'm clawing at Jon's head.
One more day of classes, then summer. I'm ready for this to be done, now that the problems have all died down.
- I like documenting things that remind me how interesting life can be
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- ashgrove
- April 30th, 12:36
busy
- My birthday was yesterday. I am officially 21. I got drunk, mostly due to stupid mistakes, at midnight on my birthday. It was 5 or 6 shots of assorted things (I was with Jon, Adam, and Alex, so I was in good hands). Because I hadn't eaten in 6 hours, it really hit me. I could still walk, but it required MUCH more concentration. I discovered that when I'm drunk... I don't ever stop talking. Ever. I think I talked for six hours straight. It wasn't substantial. It was just a stream of consciousness. I also got insistent. I begged Jon to dance with me for a long while. Then I demanded Piano Man. And Animaniacs. And pie and cheesecake. Then more Animaniacs. I didn't do anything particularly dumb, just silly.
- My film appreciation teacher is ripe with quotes that make me feel awesome. The first came from an email to me that complained that the majority of students were stupid and he was glad I was original and interesting to talk to. The latest has come from comments on my paper:
"Very well-written paper. I especially like it when a student follows the rules of the English language and proper paper-writing. (You should see some of these papers.) ...You definitely know your movies, and it's been a pleasure having you in class this semester and hearing your thoughts. I tend to agree with a lot of your insights. Anyone who respects Bruce Campbell has my support."
My favorite really has to be the last sentence. :D - I also love film appreciation, because it is one of the few classes where I can shout "Bullshit!" in the middle of a lecture hall at someone on stage. The teacher called a dumbass on stage and the dumbass proceeded to explain that when faced with two psychopaths, he would fight and kick their asses, despite them having a golf club and a gun. Right. Because he's been in a torture situation where he's had the opportunity to test that. Psychopathy obviously doesn't exist for this kid. Torture situations obviously never happened. He demanded to know how I know that this situation had occurred before. I told him that there were reports of similar occurrences. He demanded to know how reports were generated if every victim was killed. I wasn't able to respond with that most crimes don't have witnesses and, even if they do, they are unreliable. Crimes are solved with evidence.
- I got a lecture about area codes from my math teacher today. He and I were delivering the evaluations to the math office and he asked me where my hometown was. I told him and he went into the history of area codes. Not the worst lecture I've ever gotten, and I told him so. He laughed.
- I was sitting in the back seat of Mom's car when I saw Hamz and Dutchman walking by. I rolled down the window to talk to them.
Hamz: What the hell are you doing in there?
Mom: Hey! Watch your language.
Me: :D That's my mom.
Hamz: Oh. I. Er. *cough* Excuse my language. How are you doing?
- Something finally worked!
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- ashgrove
- April 23rd, 14:21
bouncy
I ran a couple psych experiments last semester. While they were entertaining, I didn't really learn anything. None of the variables were significant in any way. I have run a much smaller experiment within my Personality Theories class and a whole bunch was significant! I have an actual conclusion to post instead of, "Yeah... well, this didn't do anything." It did something. And it coincides with the personality theory I've been writing up for this paper.
I keep dancing in my chair. So awesome.
- Two pictures from my life
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- ashgrove
- April 16th, 23:39
groggy
I made brain cupcakes.
And Lincoln was standing outside Bradley Hall.
- It doesn't take a whole lot
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- ashgrove
- April 13th, 22:28
sigh
- Dying of laughter
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- ashgrove
- April 2nd, 23:56
Imagine this to the hamster dance.
- Why am I considering this?
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- ashgrove
- April 2nd, 15:27
I had Dr. Schmitt give a listen to the Ballad of Sigmund Freud. He was laughing and he suggested that I get a group together to perform it at Celebrate Psychology Day--before the big-name doctor, who's speaking on schizophrenia. The idea is terrifying, but I really want to do it. Dad suggested kazoos instead of instruments, so we wouldn't have to scramble too hard to find musicians.
I've got a lot of other shit on my plate. Why do I want to organize this? I do have two more lackeys now... It sounds like it could be fun.
