Bryn Mawr College - Bryn Mawr Yearbook (Bryn Mawr, PA)

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Bryn Mawr seems to give the individual so much chance for self-expression. There ' s the Parade Night song, for example. I ' m going to try to write one. And if they let me write the Freshman Show. I think I ' ll have a Parrot for the Animal. They could teach it the Greek cheer. I had my college uniforms sent home, instead of waiting till I got there to see them. They ' re dreadful! I suppose it ' s nice to have a class blazer, but I must say mine hasn ' t much shape, and my swimming suit looks just like a dead mouse — I know I couldn ' t float five minutes in it. But the gym suits look really very English, and if I don ' t make any teams — (I ' m going to try out for all of them I — at least it will be thrilling watching the games. They probably sing all those wonderful songs that are in the little hand book. I ' ve learned them already, so that they won ' t interfere with any of my homework. Imagine being part of the college you ' re cheer- ing for! And imagine cheerino; for a soal in Latin! Dear Diary, I ' m here and I ' m lost! None of my lovely things have come, and my room is a big bare echoing place, and everyone else ' s room is just as bad, and oh, it ' s dismal ! We sat at a great long table at lunch, and no one had anything to say. Why when there ' s a nice comfortable word like housemother do thev have to say warden? Tve never felt like such a nonentity in my life — when I think of how everyone used to look up to me in high school, I could just cry. ou can ' t tell what courses you want to take because you don ' t know, really; and you never heard of any of the people the other girls ask you if you know; and just in case you have any self-esteem left, they make you undress, and put you in a strip of white flannel which is worse than being naked, and ask if you ' re coming out and how much you smoke. Everything is so enormous and confusing. Of course the reception committee is there to help, but what can thev do for your soul? The upper classmen have come back and they ' re running around the hall screaming hello to each other — it isn ' t fair! B. and I sat in my room and tried to forget them by talking about the boys we know at home. B. is a sweet freshman who lives next door and doesn t have an accent that makes me feel ignorant. Miss Park said, With the first classes at nine o ' clock, the year of Bryn Mawr will begin. Bonum Annum. It was thrilling, like an oracle, or a good omen. College is going to be wonderful !

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