University of Kansas - Jayhawker Yearbook (Lawrence, KS)

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. . . Enroll! Hustle, sweat and worry in that madhouse field house, just to pick up those silly white cards. Ah, but there ' s that great feeling when that stamp hits that $288 check. It ' s over, except for ... . . Books! My gosh, the prices, the lines, the heat. One stands for what seems to be hours. But soon, this is over, too. You drag a bag of books out, and you ' re $50, $70, or $1 00 poorer. You can ' t wait to grab a couple cold ones, because it ' s getting near the end of ... . . . Country Club Week. You ' ve packed three weeks worth of partying and organizing and zero weeks of studying into a hectic-but-festive week. You ' re now ready for the 1 977-78 academic year, and that ' s where our feature ' s sec- tion comes in. If you ' re in search of memories be they bitter or sweet then flip through the following pages. We ' ve tried to capture some of the finer moments of this past year. PMIL0S0PUY 24

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i Species: Freshman Life Expectancy: Nine Months It ' s easy to describe the life of a freshman. I should know. I am one. I was introduced to college at summer orientation, but things became real in a weekend in August. Here you are, trying to move 1 8 years of memories and necessities for the next nine months into your half of a dorm room. Thousands of others were trying to do the same. Before school started, there was Country Club Week, The week to get acquainted with the campus and the new life. The week to swim, to party and to meet a lot of people. Oh, and the week to become a bit homesick. Enrollment, with its long lines, officially made me a student at the University of Kansas. I even went to the bookstore and bought KU sta- tionery. Life then became a series of firsts. The first day of class, and what a first that was. Luckily, my first class was freshman English. Misery loves company, though. I was surrounded by 1 7 blanched, panic-stricken faces. I lived through my first day, only to be confronted with my second and my first lecture class. Never before had I been in a learning situation with 149 others. During the weeks that followed, I had my first all- nighter and my first day after. The all-nighter was an education in itself. I learned how to make coffee and how to take Vivarin. The next day, natur- ally, consisted of my first day-after-crash. Most of the freshman ' s life doesn ' t revolve around academics, though. Sure, we attend classes and go to the library and study, but because we ' re not used to life away from home, the majority of our education focuses on just plain life. Well, I won ' t ever be a freshman again, but I don ' t think I ' ll ever be too smart to stop learning about life. 26