Statistically Speaking

I have a big exam on Thursday. Probably the biggest one of my life. It is a subject over my last 7 years of part-time studying that I have come to love to hate.  It’s my nemesis that comes back to haunt me each and every passing year and it’s always compulsory! Research Methodology ~ Statistics. I don’t get it, I really don’t get it. It’s like learning hieroglyphics.  I could fully understand doing this if I were studying to become a Research Psychologist, but I’m not and like those days back in school studying something that was seemingly completely pointless, here I am again studying something seemingly completely pointless. However, I do know this is preparing me for any future degrees should I be mad enough to continue after this so I should just shut up and suck it up! But this is my release so allow me five minutes to moan!

Over the years I have now written exams on the statistical side ~ the calculations, figures and funny looking letters and I have written exams on the theory. I do so much better on the theory. I do even better on subjects I enjoy! Thursday’s exam, although it doesn’t include calculations you have to understand how they have done calculations and what scientific method they have used to calculate it. I hold little hope for this part and my hope lies in the two research reports (I’m hoping) they give us to evaluate.

I am putting in the hours and doing my best to understand how this all works together. No matter how many years I have studied this stuff; it just does not get any easier!  The other problem I seem to be having at the moment is everyone around me is falling like dominoes.  There is one hectic virus going around and it’s literally taking the wind out of people’s sails. High fevers, coughing, no energy-lights-out-in-bed kinda sick.  Literally, my whole family was taken down by this virus, one by one they were picked off. I refuse to get close to any of them and the brief moments I do see them I mask my mouth and nose and stay as far back as I can. Even my boss fell ill last week and didn’t take too kindly when I covered up every time he walked close by! With just hours to go before my exam, as much as I would love to skip this one, I just cannot afford to fall ill now and miss writing this exam and throw a whole year away. Needless to say, in light of all of this, I am fast developing OCD in hand washing!

To make matters even worse it’s an open book exam. Now, not only do I have to figure out how this all works, I have to figure out what I’m taking into the exam. There is no time to look stuff up so what’s the point really. Most students don’t finish this exam, let alone pass. Okay, that’s probably not true but I’m just saying that to make myself feel better! This really does look pretty dismal.

I had moments over the past weekend where I just wanted to give up. I’m tired of studying. I don’t want this responsibility anymore. I put my pen down. I closed my books. I closed my eyes, feeling at breaking point, I put my head down on my desk.  It would be so easy to give up. Then I remembered why I am doing this. It’s my dream. It’s been my dream for a long, long time. One that I never gave up believing in. And finally one day I asked myself what on earth I was waiting for? I took the plunge. My degree is now complete, now to get through Honours.  As I lay there with my head on my desk I recalled my graduation earlier this year, all the feelings rushed up to the surface.  That was one of the best moments of my life. Pure joy and such a feeling of achievement.

I am that much closer now to realising my ultimate dream. I know I can’t give up. I must push through the hard times. I know it’s moments like these that make the victory at the end worth it all.

Statistics.

It really is like learning hieroglyphics.

It is pure torture.

Statistics ruins lives.

Three hours of absolute open book hell coming up tomorrow.

I might just have to play eeny, meeny, miny, moe with some of the answers.

But then again they do negative marking so many that’s not the best idea.

Moan over.

Feel better.

Well, not really.

But, moving on.

Time to be positive.

I’m going to make this.

Well, at least I’m going to give it my best shot.

Here goes.

Fingers crossed.

Wish me luck!

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jessica Martin
    Oct 17, 2012 @ 08:18:03

    Statistically, the odds are in your favour to be awesome!!! Because Statistically, I have calculated that you are more awesome than not, so this should be a breeze!! thinking of you!! Good Luck! :)

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