Everyday, in class, it is very common that people have this kind of conversation:
A: Oh shit! Oh my God! I can't believe I forgot!
B (frantically): What?! What did you forget?
A: My strawberries!
B: Your what?
B: I know strawberries. But what about it?
A: My three rows of strawberries, I planted them last night in my farm-
B: Lalalalal! I don't want to hear. Lalalala.
Oh yeah its this bad. (STILL didn't get it? Fine. I'll tell you.)
For all the clever always - facebooking people, you're right. Its Farmville. (Still have no idea? Check this out). It's so crazy, that my sister finds it very thrilling to choose the seeds I want to grow and harvest my crops. *cough - cough - So does my mom- cough - cough*. *cough - cough - I - think - cough - cough*
My dream farm!
I know, you'll have to play the game to understand what I'm saying.But seriously, this is what I've been doing all day. I'm going to Delhi for a vacation. I know. I can't help but not play this extremely addictive game. Are you crazy? There is no way I won't be. I will find a way, by hook or crook!
So, I told my best friend in Delhi to get ready to face a major FarmVille addict, and to keep her computer on even at 3 am. Oh, yeah, its this addictive. Manav (the guy mentioned in the earlier post) plants a whole field of rice at 7am, goes home at lunch, harvests his strawberries, and when he finally goes HOME, he harvests his pumpkins and milks his cows. Then an hour later he harvests his rice, and just before going off to sleep, he sows his bell peppers. Oh, he's not the only one who does, that everyone in our class does it. Yeah, they do. No, really don't roll your eyes. I'm not exaggerating. Even a little.
Why? Whaddaya mean why?
Fine. I'll tell you why. Check it out yourself. You'll be amazed at how true I am.