It's okay to lose!

It's not okay to lose, it's not okay to lose when you have some fantabulous streak going and a rank of 1650. By February I plan to be ranked in the 1800's! Because that means I've been playing Scrabble a whole entire year and for starting at around 800 - that's not too shabby, I find that rather impressive.

Sometimes I feel like I'm being cheated when I don't win, like the other person is using some super anagrammer to create any word in the book to get ahead of me. And that makes me mad when I lose, it's worse than a bad test or quiz grade, losing sucks. When you've gotten so good at something and you lose (especially when you don't think your opponent is any better) you feel like shit. I played multiple games on Christmas, four or five games and I lost every single one of them. Why? I don't know. Stress? Maybe. I was angry about my North Face jacket zipper breaking, but it was Christmas I had no reason to be on the verge of rupturing.

I played today twice so far - and I won both times. I played well, really well and I was surprised at myself for how high I scored in one game. Sometimes I don't even trust myself and my talent for the game and breaking the high score. I really hate thinking to myself "it was only because you got a bingo."

I Bingo every game, usually twice! Sometimes three, and I've done it four times. Sometimes I think the creaters if the website have created some evil scheme against me to get me playing over and over again. Like the fucking game knows how angry I get or how happy I get over words.

"This game, I want Christina to lose! Give her all vowels so she loses!"

"Give her no vowels! Give her not one vowel for three whole turns!"

"Don't give her the X, J, Q, the Z or the K!" Why?! Some games I get all of them, some games I get some of them and some games I get none of them.

It's not okay to lose, despite the title. When it comes down to tournaments in the Spring, winning is winning and losing is not acceptable.

On a lighter note, it's Christmas Break and that constitutes me to practice Scrabble a ton. Even with the absence of Professor/Doctor for evening play, I still rule. Yes, I do play Scrabble with a doctor/college professor - and it's great, she's in her late fifties and you'd think she's one of my friends.

Saying things like "Wtfish" and "Fml" are questionable, but it's hilarious seeing her reaction. I sort of imagine her daughter returning from college and being bombarded with questions such as, "What's eff em el mean?"

"Fuck my life mom, it means fuck my life. Why would you ask?"

"What is double you, tee ef - ish? Mean?"

"Mom, that's what the fuck - ish. Why?"

I play with a lot of older folk, and it's an experience. They think I'm so smart but in actuality I'm average and perfectly fine with being average. About a week or so ago I was playing with a woman, I don't know how old she was, but I think she thought I was "cheating."

I got three bingos and I was being a sarcastic asshole. I love making it known that I'm a 17 year old and a twelfth grader, hence - you're in your fourties and getting beat by a 12th grader, flattering for me!

I told her I had no life and I study seven letter words in my free time, she wasn't really interested. I kept telling her that I'm really good at spotting bingos and I'm good at the game, and very good at the game. She didn't care - but it boosts my ego, just in time for the Holidays!

Happy Holidays!
The Scrabble Dunce