Nice day. No philosophy class. Practiced. No house meeting. Piano lesson at 4:30. Good dinner. Vespers at 7:40. Mr. Weaver stepped on our toes. About being quiet for a few minutes every day and that is prayer without words. Getting cloudy when we came out. Met Mary and she said “Did you know – women are going to be drafted soon!” Well, the rumor spread like wild fire and it finally was discovered that the bill had passed only one committee and probably wouldn’t get any further til after the elections. Betty and I were disappointed. Being drafted would solve a lot of problems. Joan came down and we talked about Mr. Weaver’s talk. Joan is so nice – I want so badly to be friendly and have friends!! Washed hair.