Slippery Rock University - Saxigena Yearbook (Slippery Rock, PA)

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Those first few weeks contained a lot of uncomfortoble confrontations, but Jenny kindo got used to being the new girl (one in a thousand). At times she felt as though she had o neon light over her head flashing FRESHMAN , but as she reloxed, the fact became less obvious. She forgot about finding a new roommate; Barb and her got along pretty well. I wos surprised how quickly friendships formed. Jen surprised at how quickly the guys found and lost girlfriends . . . and what they did in between. One night at a frat party, the regular weekend activity, o couple of guys osked Jen and her friend to go upstairs. One guy pulled a short little pipe out of a drawer and asked if they got high. Sometimes, the friend answered for both of them. Beer was one thing Jenny had given in to, but no way would she get high. Besides, she didn't know how! When the pipe was passed to her, Jen shrugged and said, What the hell! That's when I knew she wos changing. She wos becoming a Slippery Rock co-ed instead of an innocent country girl. Believe me, there's a difference. The first semester came to an end quickly, and finals week was another trip. Who'd have ever imagined that Bard Hall could be so quiet on a Friday night? Miracles never cease. And when the grades came out, Jenny still believed in miracles. But when she figured out how to get the stupid grades out of the envelope, that belief came to an end. However, she did well enough to return spring semester. Things went pretty much the some the second semester. Jenny and her friends became even closer, and classes became a little harder, but she still loved the Rock. The new weekend activity was ripping off trays from the cafe, getting a bottle of Seagrams, and heading for the ski slope. Upon returning to the dorm, instead of hot chocolate, they warmed themselves up with icy cold Bull on tap. Once the snow melted, spring fever spread in epidemic proportions. There wasn't a beach for miles, but everyone headed out doors in shorts and bikinis. Spring semester went even faster than the first one, and once again finals week approached. This time the parties continued. It's the last weekend at the Rock, so let's celebrate the end of the year with o half barrel! Who could resist? All packed, car loaded with the same junk as it was nine months ago, it wos time to go home. Jenny hugged her friends one by one and wished them a good summer. One last look around the empty room, one deep breath, one hard swallow, and she was off again. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she found herself counting the weeks between now and August 25th. Lisa Smail 17

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FootbtN SonnUg The first day of classes finally arrived. By now, all the upper classmen were back and greeting each other with smiles and hugs. Jenny wondered around looking for her classes being careful to hide her schedule in her notebook, so no one would see her studying it. I have to run down to the book store and get my books, Jen said to Barb as they passed in the door, but I'll be back in a few minutes 'cause I want to wotch my soap at three. Barb wished her luck. Forty-five minutes later, Jenny stood staring at the wall of books bewildered, f rustrated, and sweaty. I wasn't too happy with the situation either. The whole time she stood in line in the hot, crowded hall, she twisted me round and round her neck. Talk about dizzy! But her problem was much worse when she found that she needed her schedule to find her books. Face reddening with anger and embarrassment, Jenny headed for the door. 16

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