FYE - Frances Choe

7:09 pm

it's my last hurrah, my sven song or what have you...well at least a second to last hurrah

half of my friends will have up and gone by friday, the last day of fresher year. i would say so long and thanks for all the fish but is quite unoriginal of me and rather un-veggi-ish as well...

again i find myself at a loss for words, how does one exactly describe the sheer elation one feels while procrastinating by cruising around town and dancing crazily, or the disgust and slight amusement when burwell pulls out the ol' tub of ketchup with ladel and lots of little surprises embedded in the red saucy concotion from people dropping bits of lettuce or cheese or skin cells, or the fervor of football games, or realising that you've met some great people just in time to have to say goodbye for the next three moonths?

but as it is still exam-a-cram-o-rama time for me i shant get too sappy yet, i really do need my eyes as un-red and un-puffy as possible for essay writing tomorrows...instead i will leave you with a fully realistic, completely undoctored picture of me that is in no way related to a class here...

if you haven't picked up the sarcasm then, yes indeed, this awas taken when i was a rebellious young shaker and i joined a renegade geurilla force in the plateaus of minnesota

9:49 am

thoughts on finals: a giant bollus of a cloud hanging ominously over every waking minute and sometimes invading my sleep

really am truly considering simply writing "i can make it look like an accident." on all of my next exams.

pweugh, pooped out, Frances

terrio!

tomorrow will be the last day of the first year of my college experience...hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrah let us giddily ascend the stratospheres carrying opulent cornocupiae and dancing ecstatically to the long blondes...suppose it will be sad as it begins a study filled weekend, me, surrounded by piles of notes, index cards, and textbooks in a tangle of cables and iv wires hooked up to red bull and liquid energy...but perhaps it will not be that bad...

on the exam note of things, i've five written-ish exams this semester with one exam free day on tuesday before tey, the big man, the ocho nacho king, or whomever one chooses to call le peeps in charge that we're constantly proverbially 'astickin' it to' kicks all of us out of the dorms on friday

however, with tides of end of school year things blasting against the coral reefs, it does not mean we can't still enjoy ourselves as the terrio cart races prove...only at wofford...can one see all the departments enter decorated golf carts to race in a fun frenzy in front of ye olde main's seal.

let the reviewing begin!

one solitary week left

9:13 am

only one real week of classes to properly a) hand a particular card swiper your id in exactly the wrong way so that she has to contort her arm to swipe it at burwell, just to prove a point that you could have done it yourself...b) change the wikipedia entry on President Dunlap to include things like he's been on the moon, lived aesthetically on the front lawn in a hut, or speaks every language known to man...as amazing as the man is, even these claims seem a little far-fetched, though far from impossible

on another note, i managed to nab one of the isolated rooms in the bottom of the library yesterday afternoon, partly because i wanted to continue a very engaging phone conversation with a friend, but also because i had to get away from all self-sabotaging excuses to procrastinate further...and found, that the library really is a wonderful, bountiful resource with endless possibilites and a plethora of information...including a "Handbook of Adhesive Bonding"

laughing her adhesive to pieces in stressful delerium, frances

http://www.goupstate.com/article/20070405/NEWS/70405003/1051/NEWS01

7:37 pm

so, after a torrential downpour on monday morning i drowned and then proceded to electrocute my old phone, but it's been replaced albeit now with less than an acceptable number of contacts.

the last week of school is not promising to be exceptionally fun, but after one more week we've exams and then summer freedom aka laziness aka sit around by the pool while trying to find a job and baking inordinate amounts of goodies because i've naught else to do with myself for a few months...and then of course there's toronto in july to look forward to...while struggling under my mountainous pile of work that i should be adressing but haven't quite accepted yet i think to the days that lie ahead and get severly depressed....also, as have run out of terrier bucks, coffee is a hot item for le fran fran right now.

off to take the step test for one last time this semester, Franny who?