Smashed

My weekly Sunday badminton sessions look like they’re going down the pooper.

One of my regulars is going to Australia to do her Masters for 1.5 years this week. I sure hope she is able to get a new job when she returns. Else she might become the world’s most educated secretary.

And another is going to UK to do Masters in August.

As it is, my Sunday badm kakis are dwindling and with these two departures, I’ll find myself quite free on Sunday noons. Sigh.

I hate it when people go overseas. I find that I am never able to keep up contact with people overseas, even when they return. It’s like something broke along the way.

I know that’s pretty weird.