So we had a big thunderstorm tonight and I spent most of it outside running around in the rain. I know that in most states people generally go in the basement or something when funnel clouds start forming BUT NOT IN NEBRASKA. I have honestly never seen as many people out on campus as I did tonight. There were a lot of people on their balconies. BUT THAT IS NOT ENOIGH FOR ME. I insisted on running around in it and soon people started joining me and out of nowhere I had somehow formed a cult group of storm watchers. We were running and dancing and sliding through this really muddy patch of grass (housing is going to be really pissed about that in the morning) and there were a lot of people watching us (the guys would come out for a few minutes and then go inside because they got cold.) (Wimps.) I knew like none of the people but It was so awesome and I got so dirty and my shower is rather disgusting actually.
MOM IF YOURE REAdDING THIS PLEASE DO NOT IMMEDIATELY TEXT ME TELLING ME THAT I SHOULD BE STUDYING. I AM HAVING FUN AND LIVING LIFE AND NOT DRINKING. IM JUST RUNNING THROUGH THE LIGHTNING AND THUNDER LIKE A TOTAL IDIOT.
I'M ALMOST DONE WITH MY FRESHMAN YEAR OF COLLEGE.
ONE MORE DAY.
ONE MORE TEST.
I'M ALMOOOOSTTT DOOOONNE.
It's so close I can almost taste it.
I'm not actually sure what I'm tasting, but that's a phrase that people use so I'm using it now.
But I still have that one test so now I'm going back to studying.
It's the Tuesday of dead week.
For those of you who are not familiar with the American collegiate system, I'll give you a rundown. I'm going to a school that works on the semester system, so I have two separate terms of school. And at the end of every semester we have finals week, in which (obviously) we take all of our finals. But the week before finals week is what we call 'dead week'. It's SUPPOSED TO BE because campus is dead and everyone is studying and the teachers don't assign very much (some of them even cancel class) and we're just buried under textbooks in preparation for a week of tests.
BUT THAT'S NOT TRUE. IT'S CALLED DEAD WEEK BECAUSE COLLEGE STUDENTS ARE DEAD AT THE END OF IT. I HAVE THREE PAPERS AND A PRESENTATION DUE THIS WEEK. I HATE THIS SO MUCH. I AM SO STRESSED.
That's all I have time for because I have so much studying to do.
I hate college.
GUYS I HAVE A BIG GIRL JOB. IN AN OFFICE. I HAVE TO DRESS UP EVERYDAY AND LOOK NICE. IT'S IN A BIG OFFICE BUILDING DOWNTOWN. I EVEN HAVE TO GET A PARKING PASS.
I'm so excited. You have no idea. I got the job through a cousin of mine who works there and I just sent off my resume and they gave me an interview and then they gave me the job!
AAHHH!! I'm going to be the best office assistant any of them has ever seen. I'm going to kick butt.
I sort of feel like an adult. Which is weird. This morning I enrolled for classes next fall, and then this summer I start my big girl job in an office with fancy clothes (I need to go shopping for some of those...) and I FEEL LIKE A REAL LIVE ADULT AND IT'S SO WEIRD.
I'm not sure if I like it yet.
But, yeah! That's my big news. Big girl job. As soon as I got out of the interview and they told me I had it I called my parents and my grandparents and texted people and was generally kind of obnoxious about it BUT I DON'T CARE. I FEEL MILDLY SELF SUFFICIENT. (Mom, if you're reading this, that doesn't mean I don't need you or the money that you provide to put me through college. I LOVE YOU MOMMY.)
So that's all I got. I'm just very excited.
I'M AN ADULT.
My father has informed me that we will not be having an Easter egg hunt this year. This is the first year in the history of my life that I will not be getting an Easter egg hunt. I was in hysterics when he told me.
He said it's because we were really mean.
For the last few years we haven't had "traditional" candy hunts. Instead, he would buy us each a big present (I usually got a new Coach purse) and then would hide clues in eggs and we would have to find our big present at the end. BUT THE CLUES WERE SO HARD. IT WOULD TAKE HOURS. And then big brother and I would get really frustrated and start being really mean because WE COULDN'T FIND OUR THING and dad says that he doesn't want to have to go through that kind of emotional abuse again.
I'm so sad.
But he was such a good hider! They were really hard clues and I'm a very competitive person and I wanted to beat the boys and after three hours of searching and trying to decipher some REALLY difficult/vague clues you would probably get abusive too!
So no Easter egg hunt. I know I'm a freshman in college but I still want a hunt.
Also, it sucks when you can start to buy your own Easter candy at the store because it's like the magic is gone. It used to be that I wouldn't be able to have a cadbury creame egg until Easter Sunday when I found it in the hunt. But now I can just drive to Walmart and buy 15 of them. The magic is done. Being an adult sucks.
I have a very deep, philosophical question that I would like to pose for you tonight.
Is it better to have a small amount of unburnt popcorn, or a large amount of burnt popcorn?
I ask this because tonight, I decided to pop a bag of kettle corn. Just a bit of background: I love kettle corn. It is my favorite. I know so many people who hate kettle corn and will always only eat that mediocre buttery stuff. So anyway, I was popping it and such and listening for the length between pops, because that's how my mother taught me how to judge when it's done and then it got to the point where pops were still happening, but they were getting further apart, but then I was getting worried about if the rest of it was going to burn, but what if it wasn't burnt and I pulled it out early and only had half a bag or popcorn? Because everybody knows that you can't put popcorn back in the microwave, because that just doesn't work.
This is a very serious issue that I am worrying about.