First

Joe shouted his name and pointed towards the area below the hoop. He hesitated for awhile but still made his move as he thought it was only one of Joe's strategy to distract the enemies from him. He took a few steps back. The enemies ignored him as they had not expected any outcomes from him, as observed in the previous match yesterday. He turned to look at the hoop, doubtful of his own position and abilities. Joe shouted for his name again. He turned towards Joe and saw a ball flying rapidly towards his direction. The ball knocks his arm, almost causing him a heart attack. He panicked for a split second but managed to keep his mind focus. He grabbed the ball. At the same time, he saw 1 of the enemy right beside him, ready to steal the ball anytime. Indecisive and ambiguity overwhelmed him.

He remembered Joe's words, whenever the ball is in my hand, just pass it to him. But he was just below the hoop, a perfect place for any amateur players to score, easily. He looks at Joe again. He hadn't had much time as the enemy was ready to strike anytime. He made his choice. He is going for the hoop.

He threw the ball. The ball went up high, even higher than the board. He loses slight hope of scoring. But miracle or some sort happened. The ball flew straight down hitting the ring. It circled around the ring, like you see in those movies. He froze with fear. Silence. And like most movies, the ball finally entered the hoop. 2 points to Mallory.

The world around him turned into silence. He stared blankly at the hoop. Astonished yet disbelief at the same time. As he ran back towards his base, preparing to defend against the enemies, he gains back his focus. He heard cheers from the crowd. He smiles sheepishly towards the crowd and told himself a silent 'yes' under his breath.

27-2-08

I scored my first points in my first ever basketball competition.

Cheers, to Joe for the chance and the enemies for a great game.

Long live Mallory.

Choppy,
-proud-

Bewildered

My dad, mom and I went out for dinner today at a nearby restaurant. When the waitress came and ask us for our order, my dad turned and asked me,

Dad : What to eat?

I just shrugged.

My dad turns to the waitress and ordered a plate of 'ying-yong'. Then, he turns back to me and ask, 'Anything else ? Hokkien mee ?'

Me : Er... 'man yee-mee' (braised yee-mee) !

Dad : Man yee-mee?! The 'ying-yong' already got sauce, you want to order another 1 with sauce?

Me : *long stare at my dad* Then, order Hokkien mee-loh.

Dad : Ok, 1 Hokkien mee.

WTH?! I didn't know that the restaurant serves Hokkien mee in fried bi-hun style?! They serve Hokkien mee without sauce, is it?! I was like totally dumbfounded when he gave that ridiculous remark. Even if Hokkien mee really comes in dry, which is totally absurd, what's wrong with eating 2 dishes with sauce? Does it mean that if a meal comes with soup, the other dishes must be super dry till their water content is all drained out? =.=

Its also kinda like I have 3 choices of drinks; Coke, Pepsi and 100-plus. After finishing my coke, when I'm about to pick up 100-plus to drink, somebody stops me and say, 'You drank coke which is so sweet already, you still want to drink 100-plus ah? Drink the Pepsi instead-lah.' Pepsi has a new bitter flavour, is it? If yes, do not even bother to recommend it to me, thank you ... Lame example, I know but please bear with me because I couldn't think of any better example. Lol.

Anyway, my folks really tick me off sometimes with their foolish reasonings.

In the end, the Hokkien mee came out with as much sauce as the plate could fit.

Choppy,
-Befuddled-