facebook

It's amazing how a bunch of simple games and applications could start an addiction. That's how my facebook story began. I was hesitant at first because I thought facebook was just another version of friendster or multiply. My friend told me with a vehement "No!" that facebook is different, it's more interactive.

So I opened the account just to see how much more interactive facebook is. My first impression was that the homepage looked boring. Nothing flashy, it reminded me actually of MS Word. I figured I'd give it a couple of weeks to see how much work maintaining the account requires, then if I am still bored with it or find it too tedious, I'd simply delete the account.

I began adding friends, then friends sent me application requests, which I then accepted. Soon I was super-pokin', creating a lil' green patch, going on high-seas adventures, taking care of virtual puppies, playing in a virtual stock market (where I am now a billionaire), driving virtual cars and flying virtual airplanes. I now have a street named after me where my friends can park their virtual cars, and I am the mayor to a city whose citizens are being added daily by my friends. Time just flies when I log into facebook.

This morning, the first thing that came into my mind upon waking up was that I need to repark my cars because I might get a ticket for illegally parking them.
From my bed, I went straight to the computer and logged in. I haven't moved since, and it's a few minutes past noon now. I predict I'll spend the rest of the afternoon stalking the pack rat markets.

They say the first thing to do in getting rid of an addiction is admitting it. It's been fun with facebook, but now it's interfering with my productivity. So here it goes...I'm a facebook addict. Now that I've said it, I've done the first step. That will do for now. Meantime, I gotta go check my cars, puppies, stocks and pack in facebook.