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Today, I woke up. Early. I played cymbals.

Then I went to that horrid thing called "Band Camp", where my bike decided to blow up while riding towards it.
It wouldn't fix. Those horrible designers of the bike decided to put a stupid screw where no one wants a screw, making it extremely hard to fix.
But I fixed it, and there's still gross dirty stuff staining my fingers from it.

Then, I rode home after a monotonous day of sitting around,
And then the bike broke again.


BUT THEN I GOT DYSENTERY AND COULDN'T GO TO BAND CAMP TOMORROW. :)