Kansas State University - Royal Purple Yearbook (Manhattan, KS)

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. . . and sleepless nights for rushees Rush week .... what memories are connected with those two, simple four-letter words .... smiles that brought oaths of never another smile .... steam- ing, warm winter clothes on steaming, warm summer days .... skits that actives had seen and practiced time and time again, that rather bored them, but the hosts managed a feeble smile anyway .... slightly off-key chapter songs that impressed rushees no end .... smoke-filled rooms, both during rush functions and into the wee morning hours .... mispronounced names .... wrong people from the right hometowns .... a thorough knowledge of each and every cur- riculum offered at Kansas State college .... and sleepless nights for both actives and rushees. After the big week was over, you wondered who told you that rush week is such a lark and you meet oodles of interesting people. True, you had met many people, but. Well, yes, they were interesting, and it had truly been an experience you ' d never forget. Oh, were those few days ever an ordeal! Mother and Dad would ' ve been shocked if they ' d seen how bright and chipper you were at early morning functions. Both as a rushee and as an active you spent many nigh-to-sleepless nights, yet somehow you managed a bright smile and voice the next morning. As a rushee you wondered if you smiled the right way at the right active and if you answered the standard questions the same as you did the day before. And as an active you wondered if you called the same girl the same name twice. Typical rush week problems bring smiles and snickers from rushees and actives at Kappa Kappa Gamma ' s Blue Heaven party on the second day of rush week. Casualness is supreme as actives dress in blue nightshirts and serve breakfast to the rushees.

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But my adviser isn ' t here, this student says as he searches for someone to untangle his schedule. An I.B.M. expert would be in se enth heaven with all the class cards. When the holes are empty, helpers turn eager students away to find other classes. what did you hear? .... Sorry. This class is filled. You ' ll have to substitute a course for it. Or you could either take it in summer school or next year? .... fine .... that ' s just what you had counted on to round out your summer. Poor Nichols gym should have rebelled at the pre- posterous activities that went on within it. Gone were the good old days when basketball was the feature event. Its enthusiastic fans and tense atmosphere had been replaced by dejected students and a rather dis- mal atmosphere. Free-throw lines had been created just about any- where that students had a conflicting schedule and wanted to throw the line schedule at their advisers. Personal fouls occurred, but were seldom called, when students charged through the line to pull class cards. But this charging finally led you to a checker who relieved you of remaining cards .... and enrollment was over .... for a semester anyway. First canine jt)urnalist is the distinction given this panting Collie who just followed the crowd, and look where he ended up! Enrollment was over. And it about finished these two freshmen before they even got a good start. Their dreams were filled, no doubt, with items other than enrollment.

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A versatile wardrobe, given in the form of a style show by Delta Delta Delta, shows newcomers what activities they may find on the K-State campus. Bold pirates sing their songs and display their treasures at one of the Chi Omega rush parties. Confusion reigns, but it ' s a happy kind as the Alpha Xi Deltas greet their new pledges in front of the house. Kansas winds fail to daunt the Kappa Delta actives, as they brave the elements to greet a group of rushees on the second day of rush week. None disputed the fact that you ' d met many people. But you wondered how long the girl in the green skirt and sweater would wear the green skirt and sweater after rush week. Or, there was the case of the fellow with the blond crew cut. You wondered if it would stay a crew or if it would grow out. Awkward heels and uncomfortable formals were pet peeves with the girls. You felt so good upon wearing your most bouffant formal to have a gal next to you smash it with her equally bouffant formal. Delicate tea cups and dainty sand- wiches. The best way to lose weight, you found, was to go through rush week drinking tea and eating tiny sandwiches. You were either too nervous or too tired to eat anything else and these morsels didn ' t stick too close to the ribs. An acrobat would do better in this business of rushing than you did. As a rushee, you perched yourself on the edge of the nearest chair and teetered back and forth for the ensuing 15 or 20 minutes. Or maybe an ostrich or giraffe would have done as well. By the time you got through craning your neck, you felt like one of their doubles. Fall cleaning leaves its mark on the life of many an active.