Moving to the Fourth Floor - Tuesday, May 29, 1962

When you put yourself to it you can do a lot in a day. Everyone who is staying past tomorrow has to move to the fourth floor so Alumni can have our rooms [for Alumni Weekend]. I moved everything of mine up to fourth and down to the trunk room. Just had time out for a chocolate pudding cake party in Regina's room. This afternoon I was on my way to the library when I found a note in my box for janitor work. I worked in Stephens this afternoon mopping the hall floor and cleaning the lounge. The music test wasn't too bad.

Studying for Finals by Candlelight - Monday, May 28, 1962

We're having a night just like when the electricity goes off at home. The electricity has gone off so we're studying by candlelight - finals, nonetheless. Some of us have decided to go to bed and get up early. This morning I listened a little more to the records and worked this afternoon and that was my day. I don't see how all semester long I also crowded classes into similar fast and busy days. It's sad to see kids leaving.

Baccalaureate Was This Morning - Sunday, May 27, 1962

I hate to see this year come to an end. (Except for darn music tests!) Baccalaureate was this morning. It was real impressive - the procession with the cross and flag bearers, the faculty in their robes and colors, and the seniors. This afternoon Bonnie and I went to Craig Little's recital. Tonight I walked with Barb down to the river and then we came back and sat on Mackay steps and watched the sky and lightning bugs.

We Hiked to an Old Stone Mansion - Saturday, May 26, 1962

This afternoon Marge, Nancy and I decided to hike to the old mansion which is the opposite way from Alfalfa Point. We found it way down a path in the woods without too much trouble. It was an old stone house abandoned probably ten years ago - like the one Charley Ralston used to have on his farm that they once fixed up for a youth fellowship Halloween party. We came back by way of Hawley Lake and the president's barn. I've listened to most of the records today (I've heard them all now). Tonight I joined a third floor gab fest while Flo cut my hair.

Took French and Anatomy Finals - Friday, May 25, 1962

Boy, I'm glad my French and anatomy finals are over. Except for music (uh-) I'm free. I got a 65 on the anatomy test - right in the very middle. Everyone thought it was hard. I know I didn't do as well as I could have on the French test. I'm afraid I may come out with a C for the semester. Marge, Bonnie and I went to see "One, Two, Three" tonight. It was satirical and rather boring. It gave a big scoop to Coca-Cola, Kleenex, Stripe Toothpaste and Pepsi-Cola. For a while Margaret and I listened to records in the chapel. Those listening rooms are so hot.

A Party with Copley Boys - Thursday, May 24, 1962

Today was stop day. Incidentally, last night, of all times, some of the girls wanted to go get the Copley boys for a party, so after about five trips up and downstairs after the first call of "House meeting!" at 12:00, I finally undid my hair, put my clothes back on, and went down till 1:30. This afternoon I went to the gym for my apparatus final (I've probably failed the course) and then put in an hour and fifteen minutes work. Marge and I studied anatomy together tonight and now I have to study for my French final. I only got a C for anatomy lab.

First Year of Classes is Over - Wednesday, May 23, 1962

I hate to be perturbed. Maybe it's because I only got a 77 percentile on the French standardized test and should have done better. Gee, my first year of college classes is over. It really went fast. Tonight I went with Judy Jones to Bev Bush's recital and then with Becky to the folk sing and watermelon feed (what there was left of it) at Dearing.