Volleyballs

I do have to write, but not my duties, just as the presented example shows it. I had to write an essay, but i wasn’t present at the school when all the others had given it to our teacher. It’s kinda sucks, and i will try to handle it, i hope that it will be possible to come through.

Something other. Yesterday, i was walking in one of the city centre’s boardwalks, but this is not extraordinary – i know – but wait for it, so i was walking with a bunch of volleyball-balls on my back. They were put into a red net. It was kinda cool feeling, knowing that probably everybody, who has seen me, is wondering about what the heck is this little child is doing with these balls, i guess 😉

Btw, the volleyball training took place at our new school, it was cool and gorgeous, sadly we never going to learn anything among those walls 😉

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About yorkketchikan

I'm just a boy from Europe, as i was told. I'm young, but not for so far, it's not fair -i know it. This isn't my native language, but i'm trying. Started this one for no better purposes than writing in English, because lots of things come to my mind at first in English, sometimes it's disturbing, sometimes not. I love books, rather said: fond of them. I'm not alike anyone else, maybe this is the main problem, not following the mainstream.... If you corner me, I will come out swinging, taking you with me to the seventh hell of the seventh hell. View all posts by yorkketchikan

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