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The lunch affair wasn't too bad after all. I was relieved to see angela there, and by the end of the lunch I'd made two new friends, familiar faces from the table tennis community. I'd never thought that I'll personally interact with ni qi from nj, or ying ying from vj. And it shows just how small the ping pong circle is that I knew their jcs even without them telling me, and I'd actually heard of/played against them. Twas fun. And now they're encouraging me to go down for trainings. Hmm. It would be like going back to my roots, wouldn't it? Labels: table tennis
Going from place to place the way I did today, all day, is tiring. At least some things are settled, some are going to be. The pending ones, well, they'll be settled eventually.