Ms Wendy put an extra medium fry in my biggie bag might as well have won the lotto what a great day amdg

i thoroughly enjoy living in Miami sans the fact that there is no popeyes within a 7 mile radius of where i live

Perfect. It’s the perfect tragedy. It was never the siblings. First half fun and games, but just counterfeit hope like any good tragedy. Tom the ultimate puppet. Shiv the shiv. Rome the alcoholic misfit. Ken the almost it but not it staring into the deep. Greg the Judas. Stunning

students: Brother Hunter is is your final exam going to be easy? me: Oh yeah, very easy students: wow great you’re the best that’s a relief me: yeah I took it yesterday and got a 92 y’all should be fine students: okay great students in unison: wait a minute… *panic ensues*

I’ve realized my Miami inculturation cause it’s raining this afternoon which means it’s 80 degrees and I’m like oh man I need my joggers and quarter zip to go outside

Of course that’s your contention, you’re a first year MDiv. You just read an excerpt of the Church Dogmatics and you think that all theological loci should be reevaluated with his Christocentric method.

morning assembly on the final day of class before exams. going to miss these guys this summer like crazy i’m not crying you’re crying

Last day of class and students are ripping off shirt pockets from other student’s button downs. Many shirts have been torn completely. Tradition.

None of my freshmen got the joke and I think that’s a good thing

Watching the Florida panthers at Flanigans… so Florida of me. I’m inculturated For you Louisiana folk it’s like watching the saints at Walk-Ons or something

First year of regency in the books. Nothing like high school work—all the games and classes and proms and golf and events and the 24/7 lifestyle. Highly recommend being a Jesuit 10/10 would recommend

First thing I did upon landing in Louisiana was go to Popeyes. Line took 30 minutes and it wasn’t even long. Awful service. Sandwich was absolutely smacking. Perfect experience.