Germany: Week One
1. I had little trouble finding my coach. Until I procured living arrangements and a cell phone, she kindly allowed me to use her couch in exchange for homemade sushi.
2. Currently, I am living in a boarding house with German and international college students. They seem to be under the impression that I have already graduated university. Correcting them would not be to my advantage, as I doubt it would excuse me from the drinking competitions they seem so fond of.
3. I created a skype account. Seigaku, call if you have concerns about matches or would like training advice. If someone could volunteer to email me match results each week, I would appreciate it.
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4. The level of competition is as high as I remember it. The matches are difficult and exhilarating. Exactly what I came here for. My tennis is flourishing. Yet, something feels wrong. No matter how I take care of my arm, the deep rooted ache builds with every match -- not to the point of pain -- but it worries me all the same.
5. I miss Marylin.
(ooc: Cut is just a cut. Everything after [Private] is private)