I suppose I really didn't notice the Farmville craze until my senior year, and my drama teacher in particular caught the fever. My second period every other day was a free period and I would go hang out in the drama room, do some art work, eat food, or sleep. I would always say hello as I entered the room, but my teacher always seemed a bit distracted.
It got to be that every day I would walk into her office and unless she needed to do something for class or a show, she would be playing Farmville. Finally, I felt the need to ask what the deal was with Farmville. She said it was relaxing and then presumed to show me her farm in great detail.
I have this horrible nightmare that one day I am going to call every person in my contact list and each person is going to say, "I can't hang out today. I need to take care of my crops. You know how it is."
Then in my nightmare I go into public places and people are just sitting like zombies on their laptops grooming their farms, buying marry-go-rounds and helping lost cows find their way back to their friends' farms. It's madness... I quickly go insane.