Wow! So some real crazy stuff going on nowadays!:

- Kev and Ant are battling it out to outlast each other's blogs
- Kev is getting back into acting (dammit, wish that was me..)
- Project Halo is coming right away!
- Conan O'Brien is in Canada...
- Michael J Fox was just on Scrubs

And yeah, totally crazy stuff going on! Kinda hard to think about what to write about when my brother and helen are frantically trying to revive the old classic Nintendo... Anyhow, onto the stuff I wanted to cover. If you want a long blog, here it comes!

I like to call this paragraph "Why my Grandpa rocks". Just in a recent earlier blog, I mentioned about the 50 dollar eating couch (see previous blog). What I didn't get to comment about was about how my grandpa asked me to come up the stairs and try to fish the bill out of the couch. Now this involved turning the couch onto its side (I mean literally putting the couch on its side), and him batting the crap outta the bottom with his hand. Of course this was done to no avail, so he went back to the basement all of a sudden for some unknown reason. Then, when I thought hope had been completely lost, he comes back upstairs to take another stab at it. As he puts his hand deep into the couch, and searches for the bill that was in the humanly impossible crevace of the couch, I notice his other hand shuffle into his pocket. Then with a quick switch of the hand, he proudly announced that he fished it out of the couch. So in summary for those who didn't follow, what really happened was that he didn't get the bill from the couch out, but he had previously went into the basement to get another 50 dollar bill, and pretend that he did get it out of the couch so I wouldn't feel guilty. Though I knew exactly what he had done, I thought that it was really thoughtful.

Onto other things, today I was able to formulate a theory about why ppl get addicted to gambling soo easily. The way that I was able to formulate this was through personal experience. I'm not too sure of who is familiar with the Kingsway arcade. But I paid a visit to their just today, and they have a relatively new game that involves paying a dollar to have a chance to win huge prizes (gameboys advance, cd discmans, lord of the rings extended version dvd). So yeah, the gyst of the game is that you have to stop this little spinner needle at the right spot to get points, and after a certain amount of points acquired, you get a prize. Of course this game includes negatives as well, which is the total trick to the game. Anyway, the important thing I wanted to mention was the gambling theory.

Really, I think a huge basis of the whole gambling problem is a problem with Pride. When people spend a dollar or however amount on a slot machine, and win the big money, they are seen as the heroes, or the ppl who cheated the system. But when you see the individual who spends dollar after dollar on the same machine and comes out with nothing, you automatically seems like the loser or the person who got tricked/fooled. So a HUGE part of the gambler psychi in my beliefs is self esteem. Along the same lines, I would also conclude that the gambler gets angry at the machine (obviously). But the not so obvious part is the actions in which ensue. What happens is that I believe the gambler starts to think of themself as being fooled by the machine or company made, and they get so bent on revenge (winning the big one/defying the odds), that it becomes a personal quest. As well I'll have to say that a large part about it has to do with sunk costs. Of course, it's another econ term, but in short it means the 'money already spent anyway'. So if someone spends lots of money on a machine, there becomes an almost point of no return. At this point the gambler must go big or go home, or be the loser.

Yeah that's my theory about the gambling issue. Too bad I had to learn it AFTER wasting 12 bucks on this stupid lighthouse arcade game. ALL I WANTED WAS A GAMEBOY ADVANCE!!!!! Oh well, I guess it's better to learn my lesson about gambling now, and over only a mere 12 bucks compared to some of my friend's 40 bucks, and they still haven't even learnt their lesson!

So I'm done all of my midterms for now, but I still have an essay that's due on friday. Isn't it kinda funny how the last thing to do is the hardest? Even if it wasn't that hard of an assignment, I think I'd probably have a really tough time with it mainly because it's the last assignment.

On another note, it seems like my friends' lives are changing quite dramatically. I won't mention names because that would be a little too personal, but just some ppl are having problems with personal life, life in general, ambiguity about next year, and doubts about marks. I don't know if anyone else ever feels this way, but when i get to thinking about it, I don't believe that I've been doing enough worrying myself. In fact I'm kinda spooked because maybe I'm not taking stuff as serious as I should be (like school). So yeah, kinda scared about everyone maturing and learning from their mistakes before I do. Yeah, it's kinda scary.

On a less depressing note (hehe I like using that phrase), reading week is like 3 days away which I'm really excited about, and I've been also tinkering with an idea about a potluck or maybe some kind of get together dinner that we can have. I was just thinking that reading week is a time where all the post sec have time off, and we can get together and see ppl we can't see on a regular bassis, just to catch up and everything. To me it sounds fun, I dunno, maybe I'm a dork. But it might just happen this next week, so everyone keep your options open! :)

GTG now, Conan is ON!