Fucking depression
It's one of those days today, one where I wish I was dead, not because I want to die, but because I'm just so fucking tired of feeling like this. There are a lot of reasons...most pressing, I'm sure, is the fact that I haven't had my proper dose of Prozac since Saturday. The pharmacy hasn't been able to contact my doctor so that she can authorize
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I haven't taken stats in a while, but I've taken two stats classes, so I may be able to help some if you can't find anyone else. I had a lot of trouble with the first class because the way numbers are used in statistics is not as clear cut as in algebra. The point is to make them say what you want to say, and that fucked with my idea of how rule driven and clear cut I thought math to be. When I took the class again later, I just learned the rules and pretended it was clear cut. It was easier after that. That, and seeing my cute female chinese professor talking about how she is so happy seeing the numbers dance... :) It helped a lot to connect it with research, also; we did a small research project that we calculated the statistics for. I have trouble learning stuff that I can't find a use for. Is your teacher doing anything to demonstrate how stats are actually used by researchers? Anyway, I babble now. Call me if you need some help or encouragement from someone who's been through it. If I'm home I can get out my old stats book and at least you won't be slogging through it alone. :)
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