Undercover

Tomorrow is my second last volleyball game with my school. I've been doing volleyball for five years, this is amazing. Next Saturday's the last game and there's always a barbeque after. I'm going to cry like a baby, I can feel it.
I don't want that part of my life to be over.
I know I can still do volleyball but it won't be with the school, it won't be a part of the same competition. It won't be with the same enemies on other teams.

Tomorrow I'm asking for my job back, I quit for the vollyeball season to give myself more time. I know my boss will be more than happy to give it back to me, she's a sweetheart. I always go on about how much I love her and now will be no different:
- She hugs me every time she sees me.
- She got me a christmas present (I think I was one of two employees who got one) and a leaving present.
- She gives me new magazines for free if I tell her I'm going away somewhere. When I went to Perth at the beginning of the year she gave me three, then the second time she gave me two.

She's just great.

As much as this term sucks for stress and shit, I don't want it to end. I don't really miss work and I know I'll miss volleyball.
Holla.