It’s Friday, Friday, Chicken Tenders on Friday.

Good morning afternoon evening dead of night,

 

Can I just say that my chem professor and I were wearing the EXACT same outfit today and it really made me think about whether he’s really hip or I’m an old man?

 

Moccasins, no socks, dark jeans, a blue plaid shirt, a navy sweater.

 

LIKE WHAT THE ACTUAL EFF, IT’S LIKE WE EFFING PLANNED BUT WE DIDN’T.

We were in the middle of doing a problem by ourselves and I look up to see if he’s started doing the problem on the board and I’m like

 

HOLY EFF WE’RE WEARING THE SAME OUTFIT AM I BEING PUNK’D? IS SOMEONE SCHEISSING ME?

 

No, I was not being scheissed, nor was Ashton Kutcher waiting outside of Bolton 282 with a camera crew to tell me I say the darndest things or that I’m on The Candid Camera.

 

Can we also talk about how tonight is Cirque du Soleil? I’m literally peeing with excitement my pants are wet. Ew.

 

I’m bringing my camera, so you’ll get to see the two cool betches who I’m going with and myself and the arena, and the set design and it will be very nice.

 

Okay, theatre company class, then dinner, then CIRQUE DU SO-EFFING-LEIL!

 

KEVKEV, Princess of Pop.

 

 

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