::Groan::
You know, I am beginning to think that the gods themselves object to my thesis topic. Apparently studying anxiety regarding sex vs violence in the media is not a good thing. X_X
Ok, here's how it started. I originally had a topic last semester. Over the summer I decided I didn't like that topic. So, after talking to my advisor and having several meetings with her, I officially changed my topic. So, then I go look for research. I can't find anything. Our introduction to our thesis is due in two weeks, and I can't write it if I don't have any research. Well, earlier this week, I talk to my advisor. She says that we can meet this Thursday. I say ok. This Thursday rolls around, and I get a call this morning at 10 am. It's my advisor. She's not on campus because both of her children are sick. Both of her kids are under 5 years old. Anyways, she calls me, and we talk. She basically says to go ask Dr. M if I can use his password to search through some journals that the library doesn't get. So, after running around campus, spending nearly 2 bucks on copies for an assignment for another class, and basically getting all my stuff for today done, I go down to the psyche department. I explain my problem to Dr. M, and he pretty much says "Sorry, you can only use my code when you are utterly out of options."
ARGH!!!
So pretty much I'm back to the beginning. Joy. I'm gonna do some more basic (if futile) research tonight, and then talk to my advisor tomorrow, since I have two classes with the woman.
Aside from that loveliness, not too much has been going on. I've been dealing with classes. Got those two tests back that I was talking about. Got a B+/A- on the Psychopathology test. I guess Jim couldn't make up his mind. Got a C+ on the Neuropsyche test. At least I passed. Despite that I still have about a 3.3 average right now in neuropsyche. So that, at least, is a plus.
I'm heading up to Centreville in about half an hour to retrieve Beth from the Froot Loop box. But first... I need a shower.
Ok, here's how it started. I originally had a topic last semester. Over the summer I decided I didn't like that topic. So, after talking to my advisor and having several meetings with her, I officially changed my topic. So, then I go look for research. I can't find anything. Our introduction to our thesis is due in two weeks, and I can't write it if I don't have any research. Well, earlier this week, I talk to my advisor. She says that we can meet this Thursday. I say ok. This Thursday rolls around, and I get a call this morning at 10 am. It's my advisor. She's not on campus because both of her children are sick. Both of her kids are under 5 years old. Anyways, she calls me, and we talk. She basically says to go ask Dr. M if I can use his password to search through some journals that the library doesn't get. So, after running around campus, spending nearly 2 bucks on copies for an assignment for another class, and basically getting all my stuff for today done, I go down to the psyche department. I explain my problem to Dr. M, and he pretty much says "Sorry, you can only use my code when you are utterly out of options."
ARGH!!!
So pretty much I'm back to the beginning. Joy. I'm gonna do some more basic (if futile) research tonight, and then talk to my advisor tomorrow, since I have two classes with the woman.
Aside from that loveliness, not too much has been going on. I've been dealing with classes. Got those two tests back that I was talking about. Got a B+/A- on the Psychopathology test. I guess Jim couldn't make up his mind. Got a C+ on the Neuropsyche test. At least I passed. Despite that I still have about a 3.3 average right now in neuropsyche. So that, at least, is a plus.
I'm heading up to Centreville in about half an hour to retrieve Beth from the Froot Loop box. But first... I need a shower.