I feel like this is my VEISHEA retirement this year, gotta go big.
Memories from past VEISHEA weeks, we locked one of our friends in his own car at Wendy's cause he was so drunk he started yelling racist things out the window on the way and we didn't trust him to go in. He got so angry later that night he threw all of the beer out of his apartment window...luckily only one exploded on the concrete.
The only other memory I have that's a good story was my first time Campaniling. I was with my roommate, his friend and her roommate. We were near the lake closing in on midnight and her roommate and I lost the other two somehow, we migrated over to the campanile and said why not, well in the crowd as soon as the bells stop ringing all I hear is my roommate and his friend cheering at us. To this day I wish I knew how they managed to find us out of everyone there.
Happy VEISHA CyclONE NATION