College of San Mateo - Campus Yearbook (San Mateo, CA)

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SAN MATEO JUNIOR CoLI.Ec:I2 77 IllIIllIIIIIHIIIIlvlIHIIHIIIII1IIIIVIllIIHIAIIINIIIlIllIHIHIIllHIIIIIlllllllllllllllllllllvl I Hlllllllll Leaves rom cz Co-ecfs Diary FRIDAY, AUGUST 9 I'm so green, Diary, it's pitiful I don't know anything . . . couldn't find room 12 . . . couldn't find any place . . . sat on the sophomore bench . . . sat on the sophomore lawn! just a scared little freshwoman, Diary. Wliat a come- down after being one of the big guns at high school! FRIDAY, AUGUST 16 College is great! Now that I've flunked the Subject A and the Aptitude test, and my study list is all fixed up, l'm beginning to look around and get acquainted, and the folks around here are worth knowing, what I mean! We have lots of fun at noon watching the hazing. What they do to those fellows is just nobody's business! They make them propose to the women, stand on benches and sing Sweet Adeline, roll up their trousers above their knees, shine sophomore shoes, wear dinks-and if they don't do as they're told they strop them with belts! It's enough to make one roll over and butter oneself. Mirth, mirth and more mirth! TUESDAY, AUGUST 27 I met my big sister today. She and her chum are going to take another freshman and me to an Associated Women Students tea at the Benjamin Franklin Hotel tomorrow afternoon. WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 28 What a ducky tea! My big sister drove us over in her roadster . . . it's only three blocks, but it gives you that collegiate feeling, you know. We played bridge and danced a bit, ate sandwiches, tea and ice cream. Oh, oh, each freshie had a big balloon tied to her chair. The freshman who came with us is the sweetest girl, and I have a feeling that she and I are going to be chums. Her name is Lil. SATURDAY, AUGUsT 51 Yesterday afternoon was the brawl,U the big free-for-all, when the frosh have a chance to get even with those mean sophs. The sophs won . . . I sup- pose they always do think they're good, you know . . . but there was pretty close competition in one event, the sack race. They had to run with their feet in sacks . . . My dear, can you bear it? I have to laugh every time I think of it. They looked so funny. It came out a tie, and the sophs won the other two games, the joust and the tug-of-war. After the brawl I stayed in San Mateo at Lil's until time for the Ftosh Reception in the evening. My first college dance! I didn't get back to the city 'til about 2:50 this morning. Oh, oh! His name is Dick I-Ierrald, and he's