After a week to return to my current normal, I was ready for a new month, a new year and many new directions. Some experiences and (mis)adventures were coming my way. If on September 8, 1966 when I arrived on campus and did not go back home as I had feared, I was "born again" or at least released on parole; it was now again almost as if I had been freed from prison or my sentence commuted in full. I was free finally of those cruel ties and no longer bound or constrained in many ways. What a shock it was! . Reality came by small encrements and a few major abrupt shifts. Yes, I dove into the wild era of the free love, sex and rock and roll sixties (no drugs though) enough to get a pretty fair taste. Before long though that did become enough. I knew I was not meant to be part of that lifestyle. But still, it was a big change for the former cowboy girl, although much of her still existed in my spirit. But I had to march in place just a wee bit longer to pick up the new drum's rhythm..
Jan 6, 1968 Saturday
It'as 11:30 pm and here I sit in 251. I asked Carol Ann about moving on Thursday and she agreed. So last night after dinner, I came up and scrubbed out and then began to carry my things up. Knowing me, you an guess I sdidn't stop until Iit was done. I was half dead, but so what? I hyung my cu]uratins, unstached my bed and curled up in my comforter. I had gone shopping in the pm; that was my reward for taking teh govt test. I don't know how I did my room in order and written letters. Tomorrow I really must study. I don't know why I am such a procrastinator. It soes not help anything. It would serve me right to get all 3s!
I really like this room much better. The view out the window is nice, too. I wanted a second floor room in North Quad since I came up. Now atlast I'm here. It is a relief to be away fomr the lobby noise and a busyness. That was a bad scnee all on it, though. That was teh one that should have been on Monday the 18th of December?! Today I've set around but I was kukcy to get a room, almost late as it was. I took a tow hour nap from 8:30 to 10:30. I gues I'll got ake a good bath inj the tub--an unuusal thing for me--and tehn see oif I feel like doing anything else before I turn off for the night. I;'ve gotten everything set to order pretty fast, I am quite proud of myself for that. But I must get rid of a lot more stuff as I couild never get this mess moved or stored. I'll ahve to abuy a couple more foot lockers and I may take/send some stuff to California including Chasrlie Mike's boxes.
Jan 7, 1968 Sunday
It was a pretty but cold day and I spent most of it indoors. Stayed in bed until 10:30. I was ashamed but I think I needed to rest extra. No doubt I'll kick myself butt good tomorrow for not studyingm y accounting moer. I didspend about an hour and a half reviewing my marketing but even in the library I couldn't seem to get with the accounting, What I need is some good lovin' --at leasat male companionship--and I know it. If only forester Ray had not left this end of campu; if only Jim had not chickened out on me with the damn polytix, and if only Dusty had not pulled the pin on m. (That last most of all) .But maybe this geat '68 I'll find someone else. Lord knows I am going to look But I just can't settle on "anybody", not after Dusty. I've always measured my men on a larger scale, wickedness if nothing else! And I figure to continue that policy. Somehow I'll get through this semester, and the next one. I plan some weekend jaunts to get my carcass off campus. Maybe I will go to Kingman, to Tucson, to Cottonwood, to Jerome etc. Take some pictures and do some skdetching and look for fellows....! I think I'll budget $100 just for tripping about. I may even run over to Albuquerque to see about the college there. I refuse to just stay home and stew. Life was made for fun and I intend to have my share!
Somehow nothing got written for the rest of the week. Not sure why. Getting close to the end of the semester and trying to catch up for a lot of study not done and kind of get acquainted with myself and my life again, I think. Still without transportation, those planned trips would have to be by bus or maybe train. And not cheap,, at my present level of funding.
Pictures: First the view across the street (Beaver I think, the main one down from town) out of my new window. This room faced southeast, more or less. It was to the west or left of the front door but I cannot find the window in a photo. And up that street to the north east was the ATSF Depot and across the-then main street were the bus depots! Blow up the photo to glimpse them. Sadly I had some shots in this new room but they were lost in the 2018 hard drive crash. Still regret that.
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