So much for my favourite game...
Mahjong that is. Apart from other board games such as Monopoly, Scrabble and Risk, I love playing mahjong as much as (if not more than) the board games. Mahjong is an old traditional Chinese gambling game which is well loved by the young and old alike. It is not only a favourite past time game during Chinese New Year, but it is a game that promotes fellowship, family ties and more importantly has the ability to sharpen minds. Ever since I started doing BMed at IMU, I have been playing/gambling mahjong so very often that I wonder if tomorrow God came to Earth will I be sent to hell for gambling when I should be studying. But perhaps He is sending me a message that I should put a stop to it. I have been losing too much too often...
At the beginning of the year I used to frequent the House of Vice (Daniel, Adrian and Linda's place) for my fix of mahjong. We would play for hours and hours, while hearing gossips and watching American Idol in the mean time. All was well at the beginning, but as we played more and more I realised I have been losing more and more frequently in bigger amounts. Then after a while what I did was to set so-called cooling off periods to probably recover from my losses. So after losing 30 bucks on one Thursday I quit it for the next 3 weeks before I tried my luck again. Having lost another 15 bucks after the 3 weeks, I totally vowed to quit mahjong which was becoming too expensive for me. But although I had decided to quit playing with my other BMed friends, Elena's dad is a big fan of mahjong and time after time he would try to get me to have a game with him and Elena. So there was this time in Melaka when we all went for a weekend break that we gambled till 3am, and the results were the same. I lost a coool 30 bucks to father and daughter. Nothing I really could do to avoid that.
Then came yesterday, a Friday when I would fetch Elena back to her house as usual. And just after dinner when I was about to say goodbye and leave, her father suggested that since today is a holiday so why not I stay over and play mahjong. Still reeling from past experiences and being so phobic, I still obliged considering he is always so enthusiastic when it comes to this. So we played round after round, and after the first 10 rounds I was winning so much that I began to feel shy to keep beating them. And just when I decided to give them some leeway, I started losing non-stop and by 6am in the morning, I had lost 15 bucks to Elena, again. So the conclusion is: I just have no luck playing mahjong and I ought to quit it lest I lose all my cash...
But one consolation I have is exactly what Adrian once said: "Gambling with your future in-laws is not about winning; it's about investing in your future and basically, you won't want to keep winning to make them lose face right?"
So I guess I am doing pretty well then. Sigh...
At the beginning of the year I used to frequent the House of Vice (Daniel, Adrian and Linda's place) for my fix of mahjong. We would play for hours and hours, while hearing gossips and watching American Idol in the mean time. All was well at the beginning, but as we played more and more I realised I have been losing more and more frequently in bigger amounts. Then after a while what I did was to set so-called cooling off periods to probably recover from my losses. So after losing 30 bucks on one Thursday I quit it for the next 3 weeks before I tried my luck again. Having lost another 15 bucks after the 3 weeks, I totally vowed to quit mahjong which was becoming too expensive for me. But although I had decided to quit playing with my other BMed friends, Elena's dad is a big fan of mahjong and time after time he would try to get me to have a game with him and Elena. So there was this time in Melaka when we all went for a weekend break that we gambled till 3am, and the results were the same. I lost a coool 30 bucks to father and daughter. Nothing I really could do to avoid that.
Then came yesterday, a Friday when I would fetch Elena back to her house as usual. And just after dinner when I was about to say goodbye and leave, her father suggested that since today is a holiday so why not I stay over and play mahjong. Still reeling from past experiences and being so phobic, I still obliged considering he is always so enthusiastic when it comes to this. So we played round after round, and after the first 10 rounds I was winning so much that I began to feel shy to keep beating them. And just when I decided to give them some leeway, I started losing non-stop and by 6am in the morning, I had lost 15 bucks to Elena, again. So the conclusion is: I just have no luck playing mahjong and I ought to quit it lest I lose all my cash...
But one consolation I have is exactly what Adrian once said: "Gambling with your future in-laws is not about winning; it's about investing in your future and basically, you won't want to keep winning to make them lose face right?"
So I guess I am doing pretty well then. Sigh...
