Quite overdue, this post.

Went to Ben's for mahjong. I was supposed to meet Ryan at Bishan first to get Magic cards, but Graham, bless him, mistook his soccer training to be in the morning, and was waiting at Buona Vista at 10+ before he realised it was tomorrow. So Ryan and I quickly redirected our plans to mahjong, then cards after we were done.

Of course I, eternally cool, forever glam, beat Ryan to getting to Yew Tee by so much that by the time he arrived Graham and I (with Ben staring at us) had finished a comfortable breakfast.

It's sad because I start off well, and then I start giving off winning tiles like some charity. And I zha-hu-ed AGAIN. BLOODY HELL another careless mistake la! And after losing a few more rounds, I was down to 20 cents.

Twenty. Cents.

And all three of them being the bestest friends I could ever have plotted my humiliating bankruptcy by trying to kang (4-of-a-kind for non-mahjong people). A kang is worth 20cents and an ang-kang (picking the 4th tile yourself) 40cents.

I ponged.

Then I kanged.

Pong.

By then I was waiting for my winning tile while (if I'm not wrong) trying to confuse the others by randomly keeping and discarding unneeded tiles to confuse them as to which suit I'm waiting for.

And then Graham probably had no choice, or had a fucking huge amount of mercy and compassion rushing through him, and he discarded my winning tile asking 'Do you want this?'

I snatched it from him and exhaled for the first time in over half a minute. Blood immediately rushed for my head, and I collapsed on the table in mental exhaustion.

In the end, I still was bankrupted, and in the last round too, but what the heck. Ahaha.

orchestrated by Renhao at 4:45:00 pm
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