Brain on overdrive...
Classes were an total brainblow today.
The only problem is between learning the properties of meristematic tissue and observing it under a microscope, the idea that a mathematic equation using phi applies to psychology, what drinking milk has to do with the likelihood to contract cancer, how Martin Luther King Jr. (and not just Martin Luther) affected Germany along with the Berlin wall, and also how mathematics is more of a theoretical observation than encapsulation of the world around us with a 95% confidence interval, and how for some reason psychology seems more of a rigid discipline than statistics at the moment, my brain decided to kick in the afterburners.
While all these percolating directions of thought are enthralling, I'm going off in multiple tangents at once, all appealing, all dividing my attention to the point where I feel I'm dysfunctional enough with basic motor skills that it's akin to pulling an all-nighter. And I need to make this all stick after taking classes from 9 to 4 straight (with a short lunch break), so that all these comprehensive things don't pour out one ear when I'm not paying attention. Will someone apply a plunger to my skull please?
Anyways, the random connections between my classes so far this semester has been uncanny. One knowledge flows into the next, and the connections derived just makes me tilt my head in wonder. Since when did things start to click? I'm just a silly girl. =p
Update(17:12)--
Cool things about today:
My professors took an active interest in me, like Bass explaining how the pholem and xylem works in the vascular tissue of monocot versus dicots, both in the stems and roots. Also, I was early to class for psych and so I was reading Wicked, and my prof, Breedin, came in and asked what I was reading and got into a short conversation about good books. Add that to Pasto, stats and previous finite prof, who was asking for tsunami data, which I knew a little about because my dad works at the USGS.
Not so cool things about today:
The reason I was early to psych was because I had to get a conference for my JRB hearing done beforehand, and they're going to give me something sucky to do like community service because I was doing homework for finals when I was supposed to be doing desk duty.
When I called my dad to get information about the tsunami for Pasto, he told me he was driving, which distressed me because he was on the cell and driving, but apparently needed to talk to me for good reason. My grandfather managed to break a hip, two ribs, and puncture a lung. He's headed to North Carolina to help my mom take care of him, and after all that's happened to him and my mom this past week...
All of the sudden I feel exhausted.
The only problem is between learning the properties of meristematic tissue and observing it under a microscope, the idea that a mathematic equation using phi applies to psychology, what drinking milk has to do with the likelihood to contract cancer, how Martin Luther King Jr. (and not just Martin Luther) affected Germany along with the Berlin wall, and also how mathematics is more of a theoretical observation than encapsulation of the world around us with a 95% confidence interval, and how for some reason psychology seems more of a rigid discipline than statistics at the moment, my brain decided to kick in the afterburners.
While all these percolating directions of thought are enthralling, I'm going off in multiple tangents at once, all appealing, all dividing my attention to the point where I feel I'm dysfunctional enough with basic motor skills that it's akin to pulling an all-nighter. And I need to make this all stick after taking classes from 9 to 4 straight (with a short lunch break), so that all these comprehensive things don't pour out one ear when I'm not paying attention. Will someone apply a plunger to my skull please?
Anyways, the random connections between my classes so far this semester has been uncanny. One knowledge flows into the next, and the connections derived just makes me tilt my head in wonder. Since when did things start to click? I'm just a silly girl. =p
Update(17:12)--
Cool things about today:
My professors took an active interest in me, like Bass explaining how the pholem and xylem works in the vascular tissue of monocot versus dicots, both in the stems and roots. Also, I was early to class for psych and so I was reading Wicked, and my prof, Breedin, came in and asked what I was reading and got into a short conversation about good books. Add that to Pasto, stats and previous finite prof, who was asking for tsunami data, which I knew a little about because my dad works at the USGS.
Not so cool things about today:
The reason I was early to psych was because I had to get a conference for my JRB hearing done beforehand, and they're going to give me something sucky to do like community service because I was doing homework for finals when I was supposed to be doing desk duty.
When I called my dad to get information about the tsunami for Pasto, he told me he was driving, which distressed me because he was on the cell and driving, but apparently needed to talk to me for good reason. My grandfather managed to break a hip, two ribs, and puncture a lung. He's headed to North Carolina to help my mom take care of him, and after all that's happened to him and my mom this past week...
All of the sudden I feel exhausted.