Posted on February 11, 2011 at 2:36 pm
You know you’re an upperclassman psychology major when… you view your fellow college students as “participants” and friends as “confederates,” when you understand and find jokes like “I’m married to Research,” and the reply “Apparently he’s a polygamist,” hilarious, and you attribute the formation of couples to familiarity and proximity instead of sparks. Oh psychology, how I love thee.
Constructing and conducting two major psychology studies, on top of regular course work, has definitely taken over my life. I walk into Davidian Hall (the behavioral science building) as the sun rises and I don’t feel like I ever leave. The only thing stopping me from dragging my bed into the psychology department is the fact that in a week, I’ll get to use it for the amount of time the doctor recommends…for one night.
Despite the craziness and stress, I’m not complaining—at least not here—because I love what I’m doing. Studying people, as creepy as this may sound, is fun for me. It definitely helps that I have friends going through the same chaos with me, keeping me company in the psych lab at 2 a.m., and covering for me when I need a confederate at the last minute.
One of my studies, the Interpersonal Attraction Study, also known as the Speed Dating Study, turned into a recent small social event for students. The study consisted of an actual speed-dating event with a few tweaks here and there, and a survey or ten. It went so well, and people enjoyed themselves well enough, that it didn’t feel like a study. I would currently have been on the lookout for couples that might have started at the study but sadly I can’t remember who dated whom. If you’re one of those, let me know – it would make my day.
The experiment portion for each of the studies is almost done and data analysis is just around the corner. I’m honestly looking forward to knowing the results of all the hard work we’ve put into these studies. Granted, reaching that stage means we have papers and presentations to do, but hey, one hump at a time, yeah? Before we know it, Spring Break will be just a few days away. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. I’d be counting down the days, but where will I find time to count days when I can’t even find time to count sheep?
Honestly, when these days are over and I have bills and babies to worry about, I’m going to be missing my PUC days. So here’s to enjoying every bit of it all.
April Karen V. Marquez
Junior, Psychology Pre-med
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