Tuesday, April 7, 2015

3 Weeks Left until Finals

That's right - There are only 3 weeks of school left until Finals!  4 Weeks and 2 days left until I graduate!  I giggle because what should be a 2 year degree has taken me 17 years to achieve - but it's so going to be flippin' worth it! Why?  Actually, really there is only one reason why - it's because I have never actually graduated. You know - walked across a stage to graduate.  Never.  Nope - didn't do the ceremony in High School... and way back when I was a wee lass we never did things like Kindergarten or Elementary School and Jr. High School graduations.  Never.  It just was not heard of. 

So, now that I am all "growed up" I get to embark on this awesomeness.  It's not the dream that I had planned for myself.  I mean, I figured that I would have my Ph.D. by now - but I don't.  Apparently, life gets in the way.  However, I have made it this far, and it is quite the achievement, so I am super proud of myself!  Anyway, that's what is on the brain today - I don't have very much time left before I finish this chapter and move forward with something else.  (And I am just REALLY Excited).  So, short post - but full of awesomeness, like me. :)

Monday, April 6, 2015

The Statistical Analysis of my Statistics Class

There is no such thing as "Simple Statistics" - if you think that then you have not taken a stats class.  I hope that none of you take this the wrong way - but statistics is a sadistic roller coaster ride taught by crazy nerds who can do unbelievably difficult math equations in their heads. It's no wonder that when a student ventures forth to a math lab for additional help they find MAYBE 1 person in the entire lab that has an inkling on what needs to be done in Statistics to help you get through your ridiculous amount of homework.  
The worse part is that you must  do the homework - there is no other way for you to grasp the concept unless you are continually practicing the work that they put forth in front of you.  I mean constantly - like maybe you should have the lessons playing in the background while you are sleeping so that you continue to practice the concepts in your head all day and all night long... UGH - It's almost impossible.  ALMOST - but not quite.  I really thought that this class would be the easier of all my math courses - it's not. In fact, it's much harder - because each of the formulas is so close to the same so you have to really understand what you are doing and what formula you need to use in order to make certain that you are doing the correct math - otherwise, it is all for Naught.  (Notice how I threw that one in there?  Yeah, that word "Naught" is used in statistics too).  

Anyway, I say (With a 95% certainty) that this class is BLAH!  Rotten!  I dislike it so much!  I would say with at least a 50% certainty that other people probably feel exactly the same way about it too.  Statistics is just BLAH!  I'll be so glad in 4 weeks when I am completely done with this class, you have no idea. NONE!

One of my least favorite things -

My dad and I talk quite frequently - and a while ago he and I had a conversation in regards to Facebook.  I always tease him about how he seems to technologically sound but that the one place where everyone shares everything is Facebook and he is not there.  He always asks about the family, wants updates, oh send me some pictures.... blah.  Each time we have this discussion I always respond with, "Well, it's on facebook!  You can see everything there!" - to which he always tells me, "You know, I have known more people who have had feelings hurt and friendships lost and misunderstandings happen because of Facebook.  I will not be using Facebook."  At first I laughed this off.  I felt like he was not being reasonable.  I even chided him, explaining that not everyone was this way. 

I look back and I completely understand what he is talking about.  In fact - Facebook has caused much heartache in my immediate family.  The Misses and I have watched our children as they grow and post things on this social media hub, and most of the time it is joyous - sometimes it isn't.  I know that there are people on Facebook that do things (Sometimes intentionally and sometimes not intentionally) that cause consternation and hurt to another individual.   I recently have found myself part of this horrible circle and I fully intend to have it stop.

Part of me wonders - should I call this person out?  Should I speak up publicly about them?  Should I express how much my feelings were hurt by their actions?  Does it even matter?  The other half of me demands justice and explanations for the behavior!  It wants answers and it wants them now!  Again, does it even matter? 

Looking at all of the evidence I have only one conclusion - that person is just a seriously misguided individual (also, possibly a literal dirt stain) and I don't need them in my life - at all.  I just don't need that kind of hurt and pain and drama - even the silent drama is over-dramatic enough - and I have too many other things that I need to focus on instead of wondering why this person suddenly doesn't like me. (Really, I am pretty certain it must be because they are all jealous of my awesomeness - and my crazy hot body that was recently discovered with my new diet (Thanks Lori)).

Which brings me to another point - all of these people who don't seem to like me.  They all seem to want someone else and not the person that I am  (Even with all of the changes that I HAVE made).  It's not the first time that I have heard that I am not liked - after all, when I took over my position here at my office all I heard for months was "Well so-and-so would ALWAYS do it for me" - to which I have to respond, "Well, there is a reason so-and-so no longer works here and I do."  No, I am not the other person - No, I don't function the way that they did. No, I don't cater to your every whim, whine, and need.  No - You are not the center of my universe and No - I am not going to change who I am because you don't like me.  There are lots of GREAT things about me that you have failed to get to know because you were too busy listening to the liars and made up stories to come and talk to me yourself.  I am one of the most compassionate and giving people that I know and I would do anything for you that were within my power, but I am not a mind reader and you would have to tell me when you are in need and I can spot a user a mile away.  I am a full time employee, full time parent, full time student, and full time person - and I don't have time to worry about you unless you tell me so that I can work it into my schedule. 

Facebook ?  Well, there have been lots of times when my feelings were hurt by family members, and friends alike.  I tend to let things go.  Things like not being told happy Birthday by Every single person on my friends list, or even Happy Mothers Day by family members that should say it to me but say it to everyone else.  (Did you know that I tell the Misses ex's happy birthday and happy mother's day every year? No, really I do - I send them text messages.  WHY you ask?  Because those are important dates and they are important people to my step children and regardless of what they think, they are even important to me.)   I do notice when I get slighted in these areas, but I typically let it roll off of my back because it's not worth it to fight over.  However,  I hope that the personas that feel the need to behave in this manner realize a few things.  1) I am not going to be leaving any time soon - 2) I have the ability to change the beneficiaries on my last will and testament at any time.  and 3) Towanda.