A Note in a Bottle - Saturday, May 19, 1962

I'm writing in Margie's room so I have light to see while she is in mine looking out at the rain which we've been doing for the last 45 minutes. We sang about every song in the book. The rain is so pretty. I went with Vivien to Antoines, the ACC steak dinner in the Meetin' House tonight. Then Gloria and I took the bottle with the canoe trip note down to throw in the river. I sun tanned this afternoon. I got a copy of the new view book but they didn't use the picture I took even after I won the $5.00. I was in the volleyball picture.

About 20 of Us Saw "Hamlet" Tonight - Friday, May 18, 1962

Margie and I went to see "Hamlet" tonight. It was really good but there were only about 20 people in the audience. They're giving it three nights. I just found out we don't have world lit tomorrow (that will teach me not to skip class - Thursday). But I guess I'll go to the Monday class and take the final with them on Wednesday since I have three other tests on Tuesday. What a go-around - it will soon be worse. These silly days just slip away too fast.

Typing Paper was an Ordeal - Thursday, May 17, 1962

I finished Kelmie's paper just in time to get it over to her before 10:00. She wasn't there. It was sort of demanding (I even skipped world lit) since I was supposed to have five days or a weekend. The bad mood that I've had ever since my music test F finally wore off, for good, I hope. We practiced apparatus performances for our phys ed final which will be Tuesday, same day as our lab final and world lit (which I can take on Wednesday).

Elected Lucerne WRA Representative - Wednesday, May 16, 1962

Kelmie finally got her paper to me at 10:00 tonight. It's not going to be too easy. I've typed two pages of texts and it has footnotes. I was elected Lucerne WRA representative tonight at our meeting. I'll serve all next year. Margie was also elected for next semester as a replacement for our carry-over from this year since neither Sue nor Vernice will be back. Guess I'll go to bed - seem to have let my thinking power fall asleep.

15 of Us Took a Psychological Test Tonight - Tuesday, May 15, 1962

Tonight 15 of us freshman girls took a psychology test on group activities that Carolyn, Mickey, John Laderer and Ed gave. We took a written test and then had a group discussion on criminology. They observed us for such things as participation, leadership, how easily we were swayed and so forth, although we didn't know that at the time. Kelmie wants me to type her religion paper now but she didn't get it over here tonight as she planned. I'm afraid I just might not have it done for her tomorrow night. Mrs. Applebee spoke in chapel this morning. She's such a nice lady. Her grandfather (one of Park's original 17) wrote "Near to the Heart of God."

Prose for Unrequited Love - Monday, May 14, 1962

I don't like Mr. Larson. He gave F's to 23 on the music test and I was among the unfortunate. Ooh, I'm sick. Now I have another possible D for a course to be concerned about. Another world dropped out from under me yesterday when Jim went off with Linda Lehman and some other kids in a convertible for an afternoon of fun. As if it should matter. I wish I had the nerve to flirt with all the campus gods who have ever eyed me - including "the most huggable man on campus." My, I sound bad off. This is my prose for unrequited love.

Attending a Discussion About the Baha'i Religion in the Meetin' House - Sunday, May 13, 1962

Tonight some of us went to the discussion on the Baha'i religion in the Meetin' House. At first I wondered if they weren't propagating a Jehovah's Witness type religion, but they seem to be an intelligent, well-informed, and energetic group, and have some real good points. Well, I accomplished a little homework this weekend but not as much as I should have. I wrote home to inform them I'm supposed to be out of here 24 hours after my last final (Tuesday at 12:15). They weren't going to come until at least Thursday evening and maybe not until the weekend. Maybe I can get a job for a couple of days.