Worked on Game Called "Venus Shot" - Monday, January 28, 1963

I wrote up my game that I have to present in class tomorrow. Hope it doesn't clear flop. It's called Venus Shot and has astronaut, wind tunnel and guided missile groups in it. I wrote up news for Dr. Hampl and Dr. Hauptmann. I talked to Dr. Hauptmann after IRC (International Relations Council) and Dr.Hampl after class. There are two French plays being presented at KU March 4th that she'd like some kids to go to. Margie has been going with Jim Hurst - she took him away from Nancy Avard (see January 22). Maybe it's my imagination, but I think she emphasizes "Jim" too much whenever she mentions him.

Went to Dean Pai's Discussion Group - Sunday, January 27, 1963

It's been a nice day - varied for a change. The choir sang Mr. McAffee's hymn - "Near to the Heart of God (There is a place of quiet rest)." Too bad they didn't do it two weeks ago when Mrs. Applebee was here. This afternoon we had a WRA meeting to nominate new officers. I'm up for secretary against Nancy Rohlfing and Karen Garner. I went to Dean Pai's discussion group on Free Will and Determinism. He sort of monopolized it, but it was interesting. Tonight in the J. R. from 7:00 to 9:00 I watched the movie, "On the Beach." Having read the book, I got more out of it - it's sort of depressing. Well, back to the homework.

Film Development Took Last Dollar - Saturday, January 26, 1963

We had butterfly heats and more medleys this afternoon. Babs wasn't able to get there so for the second day in a row I had my suit on but didn't swim. Carolyn and I tried to push Bob Young in the pool. Pete Bine said he'd give us a quarter if we did it. Park played Evangel this afternoon. We only lost by eight points. I yelled enough. I guess I'll read more religion before I go to bed. I've got to get caught up in it. And I must get started on my French reading. Oh dear. Between the swim meet and the game I went down to the drug store and spent my last dollar for my developed pictures.

Summary Compared to Jackie and Paintings - Friday, January 25, 1963

I went with Kathy Butler to the show, "Boys' Night Out." It was pretty good. Gee, these weeks go fast, especially from Friday to Friday. Only two LLCs besides me showed up for swimming so we couldn't run our medley, but Kathy got two second places (almost won the first butterfly she'd ever swum) and Babs got a third. Carolyn, Lynda and I were talking tonight about seeing if we could stop swimming as soon as possible and start volleyball or basketball. Dr. Neighbor wrote a riot of a comment on my poli sci summary - compared it to Jackie pointing out White House paintings!

Have Talked in All of Trimester's Classes - Thursday, January 24, 1963

I've got so much history and poli sci to read. These Thursday nights are bad - ed psych all evening. We're having a house meeting now. (Back.) This day has certainly taxed my emotions. I got a letter from Phyllis. She's a popular girl! She said Carolyn Hole died - was going to have her brother's baby, took half a bottle of aspirin and turpentine. Things can be the very worst. Sometimes I wonder about me. I guess I don't speak up enough - carry over habit from grade school and high school I guess - at Park no one objects to what anyone says in class - I talked in ed psych tonight, have done so in all classes now, must get better, do it more.

Attended Two Boorstin Lectures - Wednesday, January 23, 1963

I have just spent some minutes becoming an Edgar Allen Poe. I don't know if I like it or not. It's not bad - now to give my poetry a name. I went to hear Dr. Boorstin's lecture on "The Idealization of Work." He sets you to thinking about the American way of life. This morning he talked on "From Conscience to Community." It was evidently too cold for the swimming meet today - anyway we didn't have it, and no dress regulations tonight. I read proof this afternoon. I haven't been so cold in ages as I was outside today.

Still Have Political Science to Read - Tuesday, January 22, 1963

Due to the fact that I more or less wasted the afternoon, I'm now still having political science yet to do. Yay, Paxton! She's arguing with Blondin (the latter is plainly revealing her weaknesses when it comes to "me, Blondin"over anyone else). This has to do with Nancy Avard. Gee, I'm glad I haven't said much about my interests and I'm fast going to keep quiet entirely. She's tried before, I've had the feeling. Like when I mention doing something with someone. Yay, Paxton, yay, yay! It's cold - our room is cold. Grr!