It is 4:27 AM on a Thursday morning and I find myself on Farmville collecting chocolate milk from my brown cow. Yes, my procrastination is at its extreme, to the point where sleep deprivation no longer matters and where I just accept the fact that I will be up, yet again, the entire night. What is Farmville you ask? For those of you unfamiliar to Facebook and its applications or who have heard of it but refuse to give into this virtual fad (good for you), Farmville is a game application to Facebook that allows users to create their own farm by planting and harvesting crops which include a plethora of fruits, vegetables, grains, and flowers. But the fun doesn’t stop there. Users create their own farmer avatar, can send free gifts to their farm neighbors, visit other neighbor’s farms, adorn their farm with decorations, buy buildings, collect animals, pick trees, and build experience points whenever they move up a level. And this is what makes the game so addicting. Every time you buy a decoration, harvest crops, or plow land, you get experience points and/or receive coins-the more you do, the faster you’ll move up. Every level you move up presents the opportunity to receive different ribbons, which in turn give you more points and coins. The more points and coins you have, the more you can buy. I will admit that I stayed up one night to gain one extra “Farmville dollar” to buy an expensive pink gazebo for my farm, which in turn helped me move up a level because of the “xp points” I racked up from it. Unfortunately some of the crops are locked by levels; thus, I cannot plant lavender until I reach level 30. Though, I shouldn’t let myself get to this level of experience because continuing to play will fuel my pattern of procrastination, motivation to aspire to level 37, and poor planning skills. But I don’t feel so pathetic when I add a new Farmville neighbor and see that they have already reached level 33 (I’m at level 18), own multiple buildings, and plant crops in patterns to spell out a design in their field. So as you see, I cannot continue to let myself play this game-I have reached my breaking point and I must cut ties with my farm. Any buyer looking to stimulate their childhood imagination or get in touch with their inner farmer will find my farm the perfect match.
