Earlier this week, I was sure that apocalypse was fast reaching us. My 10 year old cousin beat the entire family in our routine daily game of scrabble. Even my father. I was certain that Kalki was fast galloping towards my house, with a glint in his eyes.


However, as i sit here watching her struggle with 1 infantry in each of her 4 countries on the map, while me and my brother plan out Operation-Wipe-Maya-Off-The-Map with great intricacy and planning, it gives me great satisfaction. To know that if nothing else, I am capable of beating a ten year old girl at Risk. Even though we have given her allowances, and 10 free infantry to keep anywhere she wants on the map. With free advicce, to boot.

So I am a bullier of ten year olds. Deal with it. My ego is too big to allow me to lose to a ten year old in a game that involves as much strategy as Risk.

Now that I am more satisifed and pleased with my performance, I can leave for Malaysia a happy 16 year old. That was just a cheap way to link this entry to my next point, which is that I'm leaving for Malaysia tomorrow, and will be back on the 29th.

Cheers, and Merry Christmas to all.

-Sneha

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