FYE - Frances Choe

a con of being a hippie on wofford campus

...barefooted onness with nature, love, beauty and one's surroundings is considerably less appealing when one can feel the crunch of the worms underfoot on the pathways around campus

first weekend at the woff

11:01 pm

has been very productive(ish) weekend...in reaffirming my belief that any attempts at self-domestication are futile...exhibit (a) my formerlyknownaswhitebutnowpink tshirt

exhibit (b) shrunken tank top...most noticeably the arm holes...fortunately i have an eight year old who still plays with barbies so the shirt won't have gone totally to waste

...only a small list of things to do remains:
1) sit down and begin homework
2) get around to getting gasoline as to avoid having mini spaz attacks on the road when i swerve for suddenly realizing the car in front of me has stopped and i was distracted for staring fixedly at the gas meter saying to myself "pleasedon'temptypleasedon'temptypleasedon'tempty"
3) make sure car is in functioning shape as have noticed essence of burning rubber everytime i get out of the car...and i avoid hearing grating noises by turning the radio up really loudly and singing along at the top of my lungs
4) sit down and think about doing homework

...5) go to bed tonight and at least think about seriously thinking about doing/weighing the pros and cons of starting homework as early as possible tomorrow morning




P.S. WE WON AGAINST FURMAN!...paladins will always brought to their knees whenever the woco terriers are there to chew ferociously on their heels....

zen garden promoters obviously ignored their college stress

2:30

...absolutely cannot, will not ever be able to make it through the next few days...

dismally yours, frances...

lovely little zen excercises

2:25 pm

have just finished french...am trying to stay very zen about everything...realize that responsability in college includes stress like this, and must accept working as part of path to flaming famoususness, inner poise, and becoming beautiful grown up woman extraordinaire...

ack!

1:00 pm

back from lunch at burwell...even food cannot brighten the day that has been darkening since 8:30...schedule for next few days is as follows...

Within next few hours: review notes for Race and Ethinc Relations quiz...worry about newspaper article, do french homework, and calculus homework

Tomorrow: Race and Ethnic Relations quiz (open note)...brainstorm for race and ethnic relations paper

Friday: Social experiment part of newspaper article...write newspaper article...

Sunday: have newspaper article sent to head people...and hope that what i've written isn't instantly sent to be used for squirrel droppings...

Monday: have study notes compiled for first calculus exam, rough draft written for humanities 1000 word paper

Tuesday: first Race and Ethnic Relations Paper due, edit humanitites paper

Wed: CALCULUS EXAM!...must hold back weeping...as numbers +variables+ puffy eyed and snotty faced frances = bad grade and disgusted peers

Thursday: -to be filled-inevitably...unfortunatley...

Friday:hard paper copy due for humanities...and who knows what else...

...can in no way finish all this and keep sanity remotely intact-ish...alternate path at clown school is looking quite attractive in it's big pantalooned and ginormous shoed, red-nosed, white painted faced, spraying flowerished glory...

burwell's bountiful offerings

...need i say more...

bonjooooour and other first greetings

4:00 pm

Hello my lovely huge crowd of adoring blogfans, i realize you're frothing at the mouth, chomping at the bit, clawing at the door etc for the first bits of insight to Wofford and Wofford life...and if you aren't, then you will be...

we're already about four weeks into classes, and the past experiences have already taught me much of de Woco..and what to expect:

1) living in an arboretum leaves one free to attacks of such wild, untamed, unsightly, and unloving bits of er...wildlife...namely squirrels...who enjoy swinging from trees under the pretense of being such things as "cute", "innocent", and "all in all living a frolicking good existence"...whilst really throwing acorns at well meaning passers by...ie.me, you, anyone with two legs

2) as krispy kreme is located conveniently across the street...one cannot help consuming obscene amounts of fried, glazed, sickly sweet pillows of glorioiusnessosity occassionally...five at a time...every other day...whilst pretending not to recognize the girl who lives on your hall and who overheard you ranting the other day about absolutely not gaining weight, and getting fit, and preventing any one ounce of trans fatty fat from even staining the napkin you wipe your mouth with at dinner...

3) breathe once in a while...between working hard and running to and fro study binges...and after busting down the hall back to your room after your shower in an effort to avoid whoever started coming down the hall from seeing you bedraggled and red-faced in your bath robe

...can't really think of anything else at the moment...aside from small details like everyone being generally content and chipper, how easy it is to make friends, how high the pile of laundry filling my closet is, how many important meetings i may or may not have missed...homework assignments i may or may not remember until 7 am tomorrow morning...

...off to continue intaminatus fulget honoribus-ing away

P.S. ...am really not that egotistic, that bit at the beginning was really just a jokey haha attempt at camraderie, but if you don't want to be friends well then i guess that's fine...

P.P.S.  ...please by my friend...Wofford is great so far and i absolutely love everything about it and promise to name my first child benjamin in its honoribus...