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It’s been way too long since I’ve blogged. It’s been so long, in fact, that I had forgotten my password to get onto the site (actually, I forgot how to log onto the site in general). But after writing “BLOG!” on pretty much every Post-it note that’s covered my MacBook during the course of the past week, I decided that I couldn’t put it off any longer.

This summer I had this ridiculously optimistic mindset about this fall: “Oh, this semester is going to be so easy! Okay, so I have organic chemistry, but surely it isn’t as bad as everyone makes it sound, right?”

WRONG!

When I was in high school, I “took” Spanish for two years. (When I say that I “took” Spanish, I really mean my teacher “taught” for about five minutes, then sat back and ate whatever fast food she brought in for the lunch that day. So what did I learn? Nada!) Organic is akin to learning a foreign language, in a way. Ethers! Alcohols! Alkenes! Amines! Alkanes! Cis! Trans! Seriously, if all of this isn’t enough to keep you hiding out in your room with your monstrous beige chemistry textbook while everyone else thinks you’ve transferred because they never see you anymore, I don’t know what is.

Anyway, our first test is Thursday morning. Fellow blogger Courtney and I are dreading what has been deemed “D-Day” in our planners. Yes, I hope we both survive. If not, well, I’d like to use this blog post to say “Adios” to my dear readers.

-Carly

P.S. I found this line of “Fools” by the Dodos particularly fitting, considering how I feel at the moment. I went to see them last night at Off Broadway. It was quite a loud show.

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I’m not going to lie – I was never all that excited about the whole college search process. I attended Notre Dame High School, a small, all girl, Catholic high school in Lemay, South St. Louis County. I loved everything about ND – the small class sizes, the student-teacher ratios and relationships, and the personable, welcoming atmosphere were everything that I wanted in a school. I loved ND so much that I didn’t even want to think about leaving.

Eventually, my parents pretty much made me start looking at schools. I knew that I wanted to commute to school to save money, so an out-of-town school such as Missouri State or SEMO was out of the question. Since I live in Oakville (which is about 20 miles south of the city of St. Louis), I thought that the everyday drive to UMSL and Lindenwood would be a bit long. So, my choices were narrowed yet again, this time to Saint Louis University, Webster University, and, of course, Fontbonne.

At that time, I was a junior in high school and was really beginning to consider what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Although I love theatre and Spanish, I knew that I didn’t want to make a career out of either of those fields. I did, however, become extremely interested in scientific research, in part due to two of my favorite ND teachers, Mrs. Bumb and Sister (Sis) Celine.

After looking at all three schools, Fontbonne just seemed to be the perfect fit. It’s in a great location, it’s small and inviting, and my professors know me one-on-one. The science department is amazing (the science building, AB Hall, has literally just completed its total renovation, complete with brand-new, state-of-the-art labs and equipment), and I still have opportunities to take part in theatre and take Spanish courses. Fontbonne just reminded me so much of Notre Dame, which is exactly what I wanted in a college.

So, that’s pretty much how I became a Griffin. If you think that you’d like a small school with big possibilities, check out Fontbonne. I assure you that you’ll love it just as much as I do.

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