Thursday, February 19, 2004
I remained awake in bed reading Helter Skelter until three in the morning. That hurt my eyeballs.at 1:49 PM
I answered ninety percent of the persuasion exam questions correctly. The two essays comprise the other fifty percent of my exam grade; the professor has yet to read them, so I must wait until next week before I know whether I have an "A" in persuasion. I have been a good egg thus far; I should have an "A" in all my classes at the moment.
My sociology professor assigned a group photo essay project due at the conclusion of the semester. We analyze something (anything) using sociological concepts, such as conflict theory, dramaturgy, or latent/inherent functions. I proposed my group research the high school honors versus "academic" student stratification- something to the effect of how differences in classroom setting perpetuate conceptions of success and failure. We worked with the idea for a while, but decided we probably couldn't obtain most of the desired information without an involved process of getting source permission that we simply do not have time for. Another guy suggested we turn it into a subculture study of differences in learning and behavior among private Catholic students and public students. We'll observe students between classes and during lunch, noting who sits with whom, who walks around, who just eats, et cetera. We'll conduct more specific surveys about groups, however- how high school versus college students make decisions about their friends. My group mates obviously will not discover how anal retentive I am until it is too late to be rid of me, heh-heh.
I must finish Helter Skelter.
