Another B on a History Quiz - Friday, January 18, 1963

Some of us saw the show, "Mr. Hobbs Takes a Vacation," tonight. It was pretty good. I got another B on a history quiz - highest grade I saw of those I sneaked a look at in the boxes - except for one other B. Again I think I was lucky. This weekend I have to catch up on my studies. Bluffing has too many close calls and the lucky breaks aren't really justifiable. I swam the free style in our medley against the LECs today as a last minute substitute when Nancy Neill couldn't swim. We got twelve points altogether today. I went down to Parkville to get Ann a birthday present - a manicure set.

Swam with the LLC Freestyle Team - Thursday, January 17, 1963

I have had quite a day. We learned how to "swim" today just in time for me to put it into practice for the third heat of the 20 yard freestyle for the LLCs this afternoon. There were only three in the heat, so I got three points for third place. Now I've just spent an hour getting tomorrow's teams lined up. Ed psych tonight. Thankfully, we didn't have a test. We had a six page Stylus tonight so I helped stuff center pages and fold this afternoon. Now I have to go outside and get four bottles of pop some of the freshman girls are keeping cold since they can't go out after closing hours. I serve humanity well, n'est-ce pas?

Will Take John on Scavenger Hunt - Wednesday, January 16, 1963

I'm writing my own death notice again getting involved in too many things. Tonight I went to the Cosmopolitan Club meeting that we had under the east balcony while we ate dinner, went to vespers, wrote a letter home, and got our club's roster for the free style events and medley tomorrow. I guess I'll try swimming one of the twenty yard heats. Shirley Conner asked me if I was on an Olympic swimming team, the way I was "doing all this organizing" over in Herr House. John was very nice about accepting the invitation - we'll go on the scavenger hunt with Phil and Margie. I only got four and a half hours of sleep last night. Ed psych - have a lot to read - help!

Waiting to Make a Phone Call - Tuesday, January 15, 1963

If the crazy phone would ever get unoccupied, I could call Copley and ask John Sojay to the scavenger hunt. I've had a time deciding who to ask - I've gotten countless suggestions from understanding girlfriends. I spent the evening in the library reading history and "enduring" the competition of a talkative bunch - "I've read three lines since we got here _____" etc. type of goofing off. We had a big time playing three original games in elementary physical education. I took notes on Sidney Lens, the labor leader's lecture this morning. He was pretty interesting. Maybe I saw a little improvement in beginning swimming. I need to hurry and do poli sci. I'll see how John's coming with his.

In the J. R. the Timing Was Perfect - Monday, January 14, 1963

Oh boy, what a lucky break! I didn't have my French lesson done, and then Dr. Hampl wasn't there. We'll have to go tomorrow though. Well, I did it! The timing was perfect. During an ad on the Ben Casey show, I sat down beside Jim and asked him if they have a game Saturday night - they do, and a Chestnut stag party the same night. He said, "thank you anyway," - gee, he seemed so easy to talk to. Now I'll have to decide who to ask instead. The girls on this floor are so nice - we've just had another floor meeting about the party. I wrote news tonight. I've got to read ed psych. Gosh, these busy days.  I daily grow wiser - even socially!

Heard Wareheim from Louisville Seminary - Sunday, January 13, 1963

Tonight has been nicely interrupted a number of times. I'm still as far behind as ever with my homework. I must have been about the only one who got a B on the history quiz. Carolyn and Nancy have both wanted to know what I wrote. We had a guest speaker this morning - Harold Wareheim from  Louisville Theological Seminary. He was good. The afternoon went fast as I read history. Now I still have a lot of poli sci to read. And so it goes, around and around.

Life is a Wonderful Thing - Saturday, January 12, 1963

I went to the basketball game tonight with Jean Burright. We lost although we were tied at one time. We played John Brown University from Arkansas. This afternoon I took some clothes down to clean. Except for the fact that I ruined the belt of my light blue dress (the plastic back caused it to shrivel, and part of the gold chain broke off and fell through a hole in the machine), everything came out pretty well. I slept twelve solid hours last night. I haven't done that in just ages. I'm such a sleepy head. Some day I probably won't ever be able to do that again. Oh, life! Life is too short to be unhappy. I must remember this all of the time. It's such a wonderful thing.