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well...yesterday sucked. my best friend hates me, i have to wear an effing knee brace, and i'm on steroids. i missed robotics because i was at the hospital so everyone freaked out, including chris, who is my partner for the critical design review tonight. he called and neither my sister nor my dad could tell me until i saw the note on the dry-erase board at ten o'clock at night. a lot of good that did. whatever. i shouldn't be stressing over it right now because i have to do a presentation tonight. hopefully it goes well despite my being absent last night. i should go shower and make myself look presentable for the rolls-royce engineers. later all.