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lunes martes miércoles tres. jueves viernes sábado seis.


So now the only thing I have to do is track everyone I liked at the camp down. I knew it was a mistake to leave the email gettings until the last night, but I was busy making a chair tower that some bastard hotel employee took down after Bas couldn't break by repeatedly throwing a soccer ball at it. That kid really does seem a bit retarded.

I feel like I'm going to hell because I didn't say goodbye.