In Janda Baik, it's either the house (sleep), the river (cruise) or the field (badminton).
Now, it's at night. We're at the house. Not asleep. But playing Risk. The board game with the objective of:
Conquering the world by occupying every territory on the board, thus eliminating all your opponents.
I didn't actually have much "spirit" or determination to actually conquer the world (on a board, mind you). I mean, I already have too many things to stress on I'd rather not want to stress on something like this.
Talks about backstabbing, agreement, alliances... they all don't really turn me on.
So when I recklessly attacked other territories and pleaded my neighbouring enemies to invade me, the other players (my brothers and cousin) were quite perplexed. They went so far as to want to "save" me by not attacking me. They were forming plans for me and which country I should attack. And which country they should move out so that I can still stay in the game. Which was really quite funny because they were stressing out FOR me.
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