Well, just about half way through now with only about 5 more class days to go. And so far, while I am more happy than I have ever been, things seem to be in a constant state of bad luck for not only me but the entire campus here.

Let's start off from the top.

My phone died a week in. Not bad, especially since my parents live only about 30 minutes away from campus. Sadly, to some of the other students who's parents live farther away don't have the choice of going out with them to the conveniently located phone store. They must wait about a week to get their new phone in the mail or make the wonderful counselors here go to odds and ends to get them a new one.

Next, my new friends and I had nasty case of bad luck in our arrangements to go swim and work out. They couldn't find the place, the lifeguards were jackasses, one friend forgot her suit, the pool closed early.

Then, the water main in the nearest town broke about 4 days ago. The ban on drinking from any water source besides a bought water bottle was only lifted this morning.

The first week of NYSSSA we had rain on and off, so we were quite used to walking to class with umbrellas and rain gear. But then Saturday, the motherfo' of all storms hit just as we were leaving first class. Once I finally reached the dorms, I had looked like I had been swimming in the lake.

Then, we got our first expel-ee. She was a wonderful person who I would never had believed before that point to be someone who was stupid enough to bring any contraband, especially drugs, while at this program. Biggest mistake she's possibly made because it's going to mess up the rest of her life.

Finally, Sunday morning, at about 1:45 am, I wake up to a shearing headache. The campus alarm was going off. And if you've ever heard about college students ignoring previous alarms, you now know from me that any college student who lived in this dorm wouldn't want to stay within 50 feet of it when the alarm is going off. If I hadn't found my shoes in time, my brain would have turned to mush.

My counselor insisted she didn't know a thing about a drill, and I actually believed her. Who in their effin' mind would hold a fire drill at 2 in the morning! It turns out that a heating unit overheated. And the sad thing about it is that at the time we were exiting the building, one of the counselor's ex-boyfriend was stalking the place, screaming her name drunkenly. Scared me because I thought he had tried to get in and turned on the alarm to get us and therefore her outside.

And the grand finally came this morning when I went to charge my little Mp3 player. She wouldn't turn on. No matter how long I had her hooked up to the charger, she wouldn't turn on. RIP Chrysanthemum. You were a wonderful little music player.

Oh, and I'm still a little pissed that I'm missing Harry Potter. Especially because this happens to be my favorite out of the books. That, and the counselors are going to see it on their days off. *grumbles*

Hopefully I can stand not reading about it for the 12 days I have left.

Bye!