Friday, December 9, 2011

That's All She Wrote


My Final Post...


Wow, this entire semester has flown by! I'm actually sad this is almost over; its actually kind of depressing to be writing this now. I mean,it seems like just last week we were learning about the founders of Psychology, and now we're a few days away from our final. AHHHHHH!! I Know for a fact that all this cramming is hurting my head. Anyone else?

I love that I decided to transfer into AP Psych, because I know for a fact that advanced doesn't do half of the things we do. I love learning why I, and other people do the weird things we do. It's crazy that we're all 99.9% the same right?

Anyways, my favorite project would have to be the music one. It was really fun to actually think about how certain songs make me feel, especially when I had to actually listen to the words and try to find their meaning. The only suggestion/complaint that I have is to let us have our books till AFTER the gosh darn exam!!! Do our principles really understand just how much stuff is on this final? Wait, I have another suggestion: lets make them take the test without the book. Maybe we can get alittle sympathy after that.

Farewell AP Psych, its been real (;

Saturday, December 3, 2011

These Games....

No lie; I probably wasted a whole period on this stupid zoo-animal-game-thingy. It was addictive!!! The animals were too cute, and it seemed like one of the easier games on the site. All you had to do was draw a line to the matching animals, but every 30 secs a billion more animals would show up to take their place and then there were only a certain number of places so you had to keep them in check, and then the little line couldn't hit any of the other animals or it would disappear so right when I was drawing that stupid little thing another animal would pop out of nowhere....UGHHHH. Its the single most stressful thing I have ever done!!!

But I would play it in a heart beat if someone asked me too (:


Here's the link: http://www.brainbashersgames.com/games/zoobuddies.asp

Finally, I epically failed on that Lateral Test thingy so, to save my pride, I shall just say that those quizzes suck. Nuff said.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Free Blog Time (:


6 Feet Under...


My worst, and probably most embarrassing, fear is that some day I will wake up 6 feet under, in a nice little coffin without any chance of ever getting out. And then the panic will set in and I will start to bang on the coffin, screaming and no one will be around to hear me. The lovely fact that I would probably run out of air before anyone could even dig me up doesn't seem to help me either. That's pretty scary right?

Truthfully my taphophobia (fear of being buried alive) has never been so prominent until recently; when I watched that stupid movie staring Ryan Reynolds called 'Buried'. At first my friend thought it would erase my petty little fear, mainly because we both thought that Ryan would be saved from his little prison in the end. WRONG. Instead of the perfect Disney-like ending, in which Ryan is dramatically sa
ved at the last second by some hot chick or something, I had to sit and watch as he slowly suffocated. Oh, and his stupid "friends" dug up the wrong casket. Great way for me to get over my fear right? Not.

So I decided to finally Google why I was so afraid of being six feet under and found some pretty interesting stuff. Apparently my fear link me to others, such as a fear of ghosts or tombstones. I understand the connection perfectly, but I fail to see how I could fear a little marble rectangle sticking up from the ground. And ghosts don't exist so...?

Regardless of these other so called "fears" I may have, I know that my taphophobia is going to stay with me for awhile. So make sure I'm really dead before they bury me okay??

Friday, November 11, 2011

IQ Tests Stink

IQ score = 94
Sub scale percentile = 34

So yeah, IQ test are totally bogus. I mean, "Average or normal intelligence" my butt. Not that I'm saying I'm a genius or anything...but I feel smarter than a 94. Plus someone, who shall remain nameless, is like WAYYYY smarter than me got lower than me. ME. So yeah, my score wasn't terrible, but it still stunk. And therefor I shall blame it all on the stupid, dumb computer. So there.


Article: The Mozart Effect:

My article is about the Mozart Effect; in which scientist played a part of one of Mozart's Symphonies before they took a test. The scores did improve by a significant amount, but other scientists argued that it wasn't just because it was Mozart playing, but that the students were simply more awake and alert. But seriously, if they played rap or country during a test, would you be able to pay attention? I wouldn't, so maybe there is something special about Motzart....nahhhhhh.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Personality Tests (:

Jung Typology Test:

Extrovert: 56
Sensing: 50
Feeling: 50
Perceiving: 11




I am an FSFP; Extrovert, Sensing, Feeling, Perceiving.

-I guess that's good right? I mean I'm defiantly more of an extrovert, I really can't sit still and I love being with my friends, but I hate being the center of attention in a huge group (speech's, projects, etc..). It totally freaks me out and i get sweaty hands and...yeah. Haha pretty gross huh? I'm definitely sensitive to what other people think, and feel so I agree with that. But really, do I really suck that bad at perceiving? Oops?

Moral Test:

You scored 35.5 out of a total of 44.

Your score puts you in the mature category of social reasoning and the majority of people will have scores in this range. Thinking here transcends the practicalities of one's preferences and exchanges to an emphasis upon social feeling, caring and conduct.

You take into account the consequences of actions for other people, whether for benefit or harm, as a consideration in its own right for deciding how one should act towards others. You emphasise relationships, thinking how you might feel if you were on the receiving end. Empathy is important, as well as compassion.

You are likely to expect others to conform to normally expected conduct, reflecting on "common decency" and will think of the chaos caused by laws being broken. You will value, love and respect others, and appreciate some higher values, as well as speaking of the benefits of a clean conscience or pride.

-Read it and weep people it says I'm MATURE. In your face!! Just kidding, I actually think this one is only half accurate. Because I believe that things like secrets can be told in certain situations. What if someone told you that they were thinking about killing themselves? Wouldn't you want to go to an adult or somebody that can help? Or would you risk the fact that telling a secret is bad for their life? Is the fact that I would tell their secret make me morally weak though? To me, moral standards can fluctuate with the situation


Hogwarts Test:


Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot, and treat them just the same."

Hufflepuff students are friendly, fair-minded, modest, and hard-working. A well-known member was Cedric Diggory, who represented Hogwarts in the most recent Triwizard Tournament.

- Woooooooh! I flipping ADORE the little hufflepuff mascot!! Even though I can't get over the fact that Cedric Diggory=Edward. EWWWW! Haha but seriously, I am glad I got this house because, personally I think Gryffindor is overrated (That's right Harry). Plus, I really do think that I'm fair-minded and friendly....but other times (usually) I can be extremely lazy. Oh well, GO HUFFLEPUFF!!! (:

Life Goals:


Financial Success
Based on your responses to the present survey, you appear to value financial success about as centrally as the typical study participant.

Social RecognitionBased on your responses to the present survey, you appear to value social recognition about as centrally as the typical study participant.

Attractiveness
Based on your responses to the present survey, you appear to place more central value on attractiveness than the typical study participant.

AffiliationBased on your responses to the present survey, you appear to value affiliation about as centrally as the typical study participant.

Community InvolvementBased on your responses to the present survey, you appear to place less central value on community involvement than the typical study participant.

Self-Acceptance
Based on your responses to the present survey, you appear to place less central value on self-acceptance than the typical study participant.

-Once again I am average. And do I really place attractiveness higher than most? I wear sweats like every other day...oh well. And I know for a fact that I care alot more about self-acceptance than it said (no i am NOT desperate). Other than that I think the others were pretty okay. You know, "placing central values as the typical study participant" and such.

Sexual Prejudice:
Your data suggest a strong association of Male with CAREER and Female with FAMILY compared to Female with CAREER and Male with FAMILY.

-Oh what can I say? I'm as prejudice as the rest of y'all!!! I was definitely one of those families where dad worked all day and mom stayed home with the kids. Yeah, my mom did go back to work when I got older, but I know that my dad always worked job from 9 to 5. I mean really, who is raised with their dad staying home while momma brings home the bacon? I'll answer that for you; Uhhhhh....like no one. (No offense to anyone that was though!!) It's not our fault though; I blame our parents (;

Friday, October 28, 2011

My Life So Far...

Well to start things off, I was born on July 13, 1995 to Cindy and Kevin Pillsbury. When I was first born, I had bright blond hair...shocker. My mother actually thought they had mixed up the babies. But luckily, she kept me (: I had a pretty uneventful childhood, without any emotionally traumatizing things, besides the fact that it took me forever to be potty trained. Yeah, my mom tried everything in the book to get me to use the toilet, and after 6 months of attempts...I finally did it! Highlight of my 2 year old life. Oh, and a really weird thing about me is that I absolutely HATE soda. It just tastes gross to me. I guess it was all my brother's fault because he told me when I was 5 (he was 13 FYI) that if I drank soda and burped and/or sneezed afterwards...my head would explode. And being the very impressionable child I was, I believed him. But by the time I was 9ish and figured out that NO, your head wouldn't explode after drinking soda, it just didn't taste as great as everyone said. And now onto the pre-teen years which were, regrettably, filled with boy bands like The Backstreet Boys, N-Sync and the still-smoking-hot Jesse McCartney, who to this day still manages to look amazingg. And then the wonderful miracle of puberty hit...and we're going to skip that and go on to high school. Your welcome. Yeah, High School is wayyy better than Middle School EVER was. You get to drive, hangout with friends, study till 2 am for a SUPER HARD PSYCHOLOGY TEST, but its still really amazing. I actually just got my car (: and I probably treat it like my own child, like if I brake to hard, I actually start apologizing to it. But don't lie; you do that too sometimes.

Future plans? Well I hope to get into A&M when I graduate and major in nursing. But my dream dream would be to go backpacking across Europe for a few months, just for the hell of it (: I don't know...there's just something about the thrill of the unknown adventure of it really excites me. But plans change? I don't know. For now I just really want to get out of Houston, and when I do get out of college (because God know if I'll ever really get to go to Europe) I want to get a decent paying job at a hospital (preferably in Boston, I'm sick of Texas), move into an apartment with some friends and wait around for my prince charming....just kidding. At least about the prince part. When I was younger I actually thought I would be married at 20 and have 8 kids, but now I NEVER want that to happen. I'm thinking 28ish (so I'm not ancient) now, with possibly 3 kids; anymore and I would possibly go insane. Names for the little monsters? Maybe Caleb or Cole for a boy...Farrah for a girl. I have no clue when I'll retire, or die. I just don't want to predict that kind of thing. What if I look back on this when I'm forty, and nothing I just typed happened? Serious mood killer if you ask me.

So to my future self: Just do something with your life alright? Don't be the person that spends their Saturday nights with a gallon of Ben& Jerry's and a Sex & the City Marathon. DO SOMETHING!!!