1 week ago I started playing Volleyball. After 2 days my arm were completely bruised and hurted a lot. The volleball practice was the whole week and 3 hours per day, which was pretty exhausting. I met some nice seniors and exchange students and some other students though, who go to Heartland, since the volleyball team is the Heartland team. I won´t play in games anyway I guess. The only things I have to say about my volleball skills are: 1.I´ve never really played "real" volleyball before except like a little little bit in school. 2. The coach looked at me with a desperate face, which should lead one to the result of being: BAD at volleyball :D Never mind, it´s sometimes actually quite fun. And somtimes I hate it....
Except volleyball there´s a lot drama going on here about me loosing things. Some people might laugh right now because this is sooo typical. My host family and me went to Kohles and I was texting with my blackberry in front of the fitting room waiting for Amber. 5 hours later I noticed it was gone!! We drove back and literaly asked every one in this store if they had seen it and no one could give us the answer. It was one of the worst feelings in my llife.... and then we were on our way home and Cheryl called my phone one last time and someone picked up! They had found it at Kohles. So all this drama, and they had already found it all the time? That can´t be true since we called my phone like a 100 times and it´s really loud, so it´s still a mystery :P
One day later, and now listen, I lost a towel at another store. We wanted to go swimming at the Hodges and I took a towel with me. While checking if my phone was still there, because I was afraid of loosing it again, I must have taken the towel out of my pourse in the bathroom at another store. It´s not even my towel ...it´s the costabiles towel. Isn´t that an irony?
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