June 6, 1946

Yesterday, Dot went to Bill’s Diner at 5:00 in the morning to wake herself up for studying biology. She had so much fun that she convinced Janie and Erla to join her there this morning. The way Dot can find fun in almost any situation is one of her most endearing traits, if you ask me.

The bio exam yesterday was one of the most difficult she has ever taken, but she felt prepared for it, so she thinks she did alright. She still has a bio lab test to get through, but after that, her biology days are over forever!

The KSU president issued a decree today that there will be no classes excused on Friday. That means Dot will be busy from 8:00 until 4:00 with no time to pack up her room. Still, if the Peterson family car is still working, and if Mr. Peterson has no use for it in Friday night, she would sure appreciate Dart bringing it (and himself) to help her move out of the Olin’s house.

In a way, she wishes she and Dart would be going to the same school, but they’ll both probably do better with the current set-up. She dreads the thought of returning here in 10 days, but if she wants to finish school early, she must. She’ll be taking 8 hours during the summer session, including a methods class for the teaching of physical education, and an American lit class (pre-Civil War.) She knows she should be going to school for both summer sessions, but she simply couldn’t bear it.

She’s sorry all the efforts he and his folks put into the apartment were for naught. It must be nice to have everything all clean and fresh, but she’s disappointed that the reason for all that work doesn’t mean anything now.

She agrees with Dart’s plan to stay on a strict budget, and she hopes to do the same. She’s not sure she’ll stay at the Robin Hood much longer, though.

She’s hoping for sun tomorrow so she can air out his mother’s blanket and fluff it up before she gives it back. As she writes her last comments in tiny print in the side margin of the page, she tells Dart she wishes she could squeeze him as tightly as she’s squeezing in these words. How happy she’ll be to see him on Friday and have her freshman year behind her.

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