Today was filled with mixed emotions: confusion, frusteration, anger, tears, giggles, pain, and exhaustion; I won’t get into all of that but let’s just say it was a "busy" day, emotionally. To change the subject (well technically this is what the subject/title is all about so right on track then.) This evening I went to play volleyball. Competitve/high advanced volleyball, it originally was going to be guy’s only, but a few girls still show up and I’m one of them. Today there were two of us, girls, out of the 13 people that showed up. It is my favourite night of volleyball. I play Monday nights which is for beginners and is such a "unpredictable" challenge for me because you never know where the balls going to go. Tuesday nights I play advanced ball, but it’s not on during the summer( that’s why we started this Wednesday night one. There is also Wednesday night beach vball at MillLake, apparently (I’ve never been personally, but Curtis Loewen, from Central Heights, is the contact person for that one and he told us about it), I think it’s beginner level.). Thursday nights is intermediate and alot of people come out for that one, so there are usually at least two subs per each team. You can find out all the information about the Volleyball here in Abbotsford by going to the website I maintain. Oh and if you think there should be any improvements to it, please do not hesitate to let me know. I’m always trying to figure out how I can make things look and work better. Now, I want to start a gym schedule as well. I think it’ll be three times a week. Monday, Wednesday, and Saturdays. Well anyway, volleyball Wednesday nights is always fun. I love the more "skilled" challenge it has. I’ve been playing volleyball since I was nine years old, and it’s probably a good thing I started perfecting my skills at such a young age considering I never grew since then (I think most people stop growing a year after they hit puberty, what do you think?), and height comes in handy when playing volleyball. Since, I have the skills though despite my height I am able to do everything great, except blocking up at the net. I block off the net. Anyway, this is my end post to a crazy day. (P.S. Oh and in case you’re wondering about the picture. I just thought it was quite funny that Everlast actually writes on their tag here what the item is, it’s not very often you see that. Plus, I thought my artwork is a pretty good representation of how I felt today.)

Written on August 9th, 2006