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Hey there. Welcome Back. If this is your first time reading. Well it's too late to help you now. Normally I wouldn't post this soon again after my last one, but I'm terrible at dealing with peer pressure. Ahem, ValerieMarissaNini.
Anywho. I'll get you all up to speed real quick on my ACL recovery. I'm still a cripple.
Progress has been made, but at a snails pace. Probably slower. It's more frustrating than the third born child in any given family. Sorry Val. I'm almost out of painkillers, which is probably the most depressing part. No more drugs for Kevin. And no more free entertainment for any of you. HA.
Boredom has reached an all time high. There is a good possibility that I will actually die of boredom. I looked through my old Yu-Gi-Oh cards today. It doesn't get much lower than that. I spend half my time on eBay like

Yeah, it's bad.

I started rehab on my knee though, which was awesome cause it finally gave me something to do. I can bend my knee somewhat now, but like I said, progress is painstakingly slow. If I didn't have Nini to talk to every night I probably would have lost my mind by now. Who is Nini? Exactly.

Anyway. There's a new guy that I hate. My physical therapist is my basketball coach from when I was like ten years old, so it's cool to see him again. Today his supervisor came in, he introduced me to him because I've known him for so long. Half-bragging, he tells his supervisor: Did you know he goes to Virginia Tech? and then this dude comes up with this: Isn't that dangerous?

Damn dude. I've never heard that before. If only I was as smooth as Will Smith

Alas, I am not. I told him that was ignorant and he just kinda laughed it off. He probably didn't expect me to know what ignorant meant. So like 15 minutes later he tries to make small talk with me, but I was having none of it. He could have asked me what anything is. My major. My year. My shoe size. My favorite cereal. I was like

My jimmies are still kinda rustled.

I'm so fed up with my leg. Think I might just take a cue from this dog.

I actually got out of the house twice last week, which was miraculous. I was at Meyers and WA's graduation to see some of my favorites graduate. If you happen to be reading this and are one of them, congrats on graduating =D and get ready for hell. Seriously. College is like all four years of high school pushed into one semester. Twice. Unless you're a Comm major. Sorry Comm majors. 

Haha I just remembered something funny. Kristin told me one of the people she was graduating with had huge aspirations after they graduated. It seems ridiculous even to me. They want to be on welfare. I mean, you can shoot for the stars, but you gotta know your limit kid. Those are some ambitious plans you've got there.

If anyone is living on campus next year, hit me up in New Hall West. Room 436. My roommate is a ging. Come help me take all the soles out of his shoes. lulz.

Instagram is dumb. You will never convince me otherwise.

Come visit me. Send candygrams. Save me from boredom. I will do absolutely nothing in return but you will feel better about yourself. Promise.

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