Letter

I realize I forgot to post a blog for the directions you wrote on December 21st when I was just reading digpsych page, the blog about writing a letter. I hope I can turn this in for at least some credit, if not, at least I can write about how I'm doing in the class and in life. So far I've learned so much about psychology. I really enjoy the teaching style, I like to listen and discuss. At first it was hard to adjust and get used to it, but once we really got farther into the class, I started to anticipate how each class was going to go. And I like how they go. I don't talk much in this class because I don't know a lot of people, but thats okay because I'm learning a lot.

Since I got a job recently, it's harder to put my priorities first. But I am adjusting well. One of my closer friend's mom passed away two weeks ago. I visited her mom in the hospis before it happened, and I went to the wake last night. It was sad, but my friend is holding up well and being strong. And she knows that I'm here for her if she needs to talk or get out of the house.

Classical Conditioning

When I was a little kid, I remember being in the kitchen with my mom while she cut a pomegranite. I jumped up and sat on the counter and she gave me some seeds to eat. I must have been sick, because after I ate the seeds, I threw up. And ever since then I cannot stand the taste or smell of pomegranite. I learned in this psychology class that I have been classically conditioned. I associate pomegranite with being sick. The unconditioned stimulus was the fact that I was sick, and unconditioned response was throwing up. But the pomegranite got in between there, and became the neutral stimulus, causing me to feel sick whenever I smell or taste pomegranite, being the conditioned response. Now it makes more sense to me why I hate pomegranite so much. I wonder if I can operatly condition myself to like pomegranite, but I'm not sure if that would work. I really hate pomegranites. A lot.