The last weeks of summer 2019, post from Beijing

The note my mom wrote me and half a corn. This type of corn is different for the ones I can get in U.S. It has a very sticky, chewy texture. Very YUMMY!

When I was younger, summer always felt like an eternity. The long, bright and hot summer days made everything immersed in it become insensitive to the passing of the time. I would spend those humid and cloudy afternoons, sitting in the yard, dipping my toes into the pond, wondering about why the time was so still. 

But this was not what I experienced this summer. All of a sudden it has come to an end. I am actually typing this post in my home back in Beijing, after spending 20 hours on the flights. I still can’t believe that I am approaching the end of summer 2019, the last summer I have as an undergraduate student. 

Everything is going well, I suppose. For my two projects, I have something written up. Nothing fancy and definitely needs more refinement, but those are two starting points and I know where I am heading now. Some good news also came from my project in ILLL: the project I started last summer, after a year of data collection, the results are actually consistent with our hypothesis. It was kind of awkward because I prepared the statistics analysis for Meeting of the Mind all in a hurry, so I didn’t do the right things and found a non-significant results. But after spending more time learning (or relearning) my statistics, the results seem promising, which made my follow-up projects look more exciting. 

It’s funny how I always grow attachment to the studies I’m working on. The term “brain-child” can’t be more appropriate. Honestly, the time I spent on thinking about those two studies would inevitably lead to this kind of attachment, and I would become a “worrying” parent for them: “What would happen when I’m gone. ” I have already implemented the follow-up for FUZZ (the project in ILLL), but what about CALA (the project in ICL)? There is never a single one-shot study in psychology that will be good enough to prove anything seriously, so a follow-up study would be inevitable. I know, of course, when I leave college my connections with my advisors and labs will not be cut. But still, I think I will need to find a babysitter or a foster parent for them. 

I am applying to graduate school this fall, so I sincerely hope my future graduate school advisors will be interested in my brain children as well. Not the “oh-that’s-cute-as-an-undergraduate-project” type of interested, but really really interested in the significance behind them.