kicka da ball

She ran over, picked [๐Ÿ‘ฆ] up, and threw him off the [โ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ๐ŸŽˆ]. Then, she [๐Ÿ”ฅโฌ‡๏ธ] the kitchen. ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ต Read More

kicka da ball

After a long, cold, snowy Rochester winter, spring is slowly making its way back into the city. Days are getting longer, the temperature is warming up, and any snow announced in the forecast isnโ€™t sticking to the ground. Read More

kicka da ball

As we near the end of the semester and the assignments and expectations begin to pile high, it is easy to feel overwhelmed and dehumanized. Whenever I attempt to do something to relax, such as seeing my friends or taking a walk in the warmer weather, I cannot seem to shake the guilt that accompanies unproductivity.ย  Read More