Someone once told me that I post all my personal problems on this blog.
I know I love whining about love (and not having it) but its not my personal problem (hehehe its PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE!). But I have learned to play around with depression so nicely that I could almost be a poet!
Without flowers of love in my garden,
there is a steady rain of death.
The tears of pain blind me,
will the darkness ever end for me.
There is no one, near or far,
just me and my heart.
Yet Life goes on,
marching down the Road of Death, Loss and Broken Emotions.
Gameplaying in a Multi-Agent Environment (2): Exploration vs Exploitation
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Most automatic game playing involves some sort of algorithm or model that
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