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.

Defining "Society" in Political Science - Friday, January 11, 1963

I helped some of the freshman girls play in a good old loose snow snowball fight tonight. It was out in front of Hawley and lasted about 20 minutes. We girls were really good sports and gave the guys a good battle. I saw the show, "Counterfeit Traitor," tonight. We had a WRA meeting this afternoon. We're getting the girls swimming intramurals underway. I got a B on our pop history quiz - luckily he quizzed  us over Wednesday's lesson rather than today's (which I hadn't read). In poli sci Dr. Neighbor asked me to define "society." My definition of "an organization of human beings living together in a community or civilization" didn't exactly suit - they came up with "a group of people interacting."

Frustrated With Stylus Error - Thursday, January 10, 1963

I'm in a terrible mood. There's really no sense in it. For one thing, I'm tired. In swimming I found out I can neither breathe nor kick right - I knew I didn't - so I've much to learn - she vows we'll all learn each stroke! Ed psych tonight. I had to fight the urge to let my attention wander during the second half   - I was about to fall asleep. The class itself is interesting. We have to think up original games for elementary phys ed. Rats, there's a basketball game the night of our scavenger hunt and I bet Jim has to go. After all my work on the articles, Carol continued the last of the article about the assembly crackdown on the end of the Polish Series! Red faced journalists!

At least One Thing in Common - Wednesday, January 9, 1963

The tub is in use so I think I'll get all ready for bed except for my bath and then come back and get right in bed. I'll probably read ed psych for a while, but I want a little extra sleep tonight since tomorrow I'll have a lot of studying and ed psych at night. It cost me a quarter for a milkshake (a good excuse to watch the last 20 minutes of a TV show), but it proved profitable in that I found out that we have at least one thing in common - he doesn't like gory messes either - he left before the end of the show after the man jumped off a building. Then he smiled at me - (vice versa). The point is - I want to ask him to third floor's scavenger hunt a week from Friday night and I'm working toward the right mood and moment.

Educational Psychology Will Be a Night Class - Tuesday, January 8, 1963

Political science yet to read and summarize. I have four classes this trimester that it won't be possible to let slide. The tests in educational psychology will be unannounced. The class will be Thursday nights for three hours. Mrs. Dorsey vows that each of us will learn how to do all the strokes in beginning swimming. I like Coach Nelson's attitude in physical education for elementary teachers. We will have to lead games and think up and teach original ones. Mr. Reynolds was fairly well satisfied with my articles - several minor changes.