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September 7, 2005

The Fresher

When I was in London(oh so many years ago), I learned that they called their freshman ‘freshers’ instead of how we call them ‘froshes’. So there’s that. But I’ve been reading Tom Wolfe’s last book, “I Am Charlotte Simmons”. Which takes place on an ivy-league style school and concerns Charlotte, a frosh.

What makes this all so strange is it’s written by Tom Wolfe who is like 70 years old. Apparently, he did a lot of research about it and drew a lot on the experiences of his daugthers including one who goes to Duke.

Now, there are a lot of graphic portions to this novel. Sex scenes and such. So I was wondering—did Tom ask his daugthers about this stuff? Because if so? GROSS!

Can you imagine?

I cannot.

And also, are frats really like that? I went to exactly three frat parties in my life. One was my first weekend at college and I hated it. I didn’t drink then so it was particularly miserable. But also I just didn’t like the vibe.

The second and third times were when girls asked me to their formals. One a true formal and one a semi-formal. And I guess techinically they were sorority parties so it was different.

Still, I didn’t see things going as crazy as Wolfe describes. But maybe I’m just a little sheltered. Or maybe I just didn’t really want to be at a party like that. I was at a ‘naked’ party once and that was very uncomfortable. I didn’t get naked in case you were wondering. But some people were and it just came as odd rather than hot.

I think Seinfeld is right and there’s good naked and bad naked and standing around having drinks and eating appetizers is bad naked.

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