Yay thunderstorm! I love the rain. It just gives me a good feeling for some reason. Especially when there is thunder. This makes me an especially weird person because my best friend hates thunderstorms. Oh rain, how I have missed you!
Moving on. So ya. I was at Veishea...four weeks ago? Ya that seems about right. Now you are probably asking yourselves, what in the bloody world Veishea is. Well, let me tell you. VEISHEA stands for my university's celebration of...well, everything. From its activities to students to staff to classes. The actual letters stand for:
Veterinary
Engineering
Industrial
Science
Home
Economics
Agriculture
VEISHEA! Those are the five colleges inside my university, thus the reason for it. Needless to say, its been around since 1922, so its kinda a big thing. Plus there are free stuff and tons of things to do! So that kept me pretty busy.
Then there was dead week. Who decided it was a good idea to have VEISHEA the week before dead week? For those who don't know, dead week is the week were everything on campus is silent and everyone is cramming for finals the next week. Its the week were all classes basically stop. Thus, DEAD week. So lots of studying going on from me.
Then it was finals week. I hate finals. Not because they are hard, or because they are tests. I hate them because I always end up getting a final at 7:30 in the freakin morning. Or if it isn't that, its that my last final is on that friday at 8:00 at night, so I can't even move out until that saturday. Unfortunately, it was the first of the two I had this time. I actually got out on Wednesday of last week, but woe was me, I didn't move out of the apartment until friday. Figured I'd get as much of the lease out of it as I could.
Then this week. I hate that stupid old router. I had to keep resetting when I was home anyway because it would crap out and of course, the computer engineer can fix it! Because we don't know anything about technology, my family says happily. And it freaks my mom out that the instructions are on a CD and there isn't a paper copy. That kinda makes me frustrated because that means I'm going to get phone calls of "What's going on, I can't get onto the internets?" and "The cat pulled a cord out and I don't know if I should put it into the internet slot or the ethernet slot."
Oh the joys I will be having over this...and there was much rejoicing...
