P.S.O.D

No I'm not speaking forensics. Though I enjoy watching Gil Grissom, OD does not involve a crime scene this time.
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One mid- December morning at the office where I was an intern, a friend urged me to finally try Facebook. Our boss was gone and service orders were still far from many. It was the time of the day when everything work related can just sit in the corner and be left ignored. I've been wanting to try Facebook for the longest time but starting an account also means putting up a decent profile for everyone else to see, finding the people I know and uploading a photo of myself. I didn't have the time for that back then and yes, I'm still living in 2003 trapped with Friendster.
My friend too, has recently joined Facebook that time and she wanted to add more friends and more pets in her Pet Society neighborhood. So right after she created an account for me, she introduced me to Pet Society and finally let go of the mouse so I can choose what my pet will look like.
I settled for light green and really cute big round eyes. But just like how I never wanted to wear baseball cap and a plain t-shirt in real life, I didn't want my pet to wear something of that sort. I soon became obsessed with earning more coins, I even went as far as creating an account for both Archie and Billy so I can use their lottery coins to buy furnitures and cute dresses. I am a sucker for anything pink and the first dress I really wanted was this pink princess dress.


I guess the game appealed to me because it involves looking fabulous and getting creative in decorating your pet's house. This pink dress was the first item I really wanted. BAD. But it costs a whooping 800 coins so I had to turn to Billy's pet and his coins for help. I couldn't use my own coins because I was saving up for a pink Mademoiselle's bonnet worth 500 coins that surely did go well with the pink dress.
34 levels later, and after taking over 6 accounts excluding mine, (Billy's, Archie's, Sharmaine's, my brother's and sister's, Brad's), here's a peek of my pet Sundae. :)


Last night while I was looking for new room ideas for Pet Society, I came across this blog called Pet Society Anonymous. The author's January 6 entry was entitled Pet Society Overdose- are you at risk? She presented a list of questions which I dutifully answered while laughing at myself and feeling guilty both at the same time.

Signs that you may be at risk for Pet Society Overdose: (taken from petsocietyanonymous.com)

• You feel intense pleasure and guilt when playing Pet Society.

GUILTY

• You lie about how much time you spend on Pet Society.
  

Uhmm, if we're talking about those times that I should be working on our thesis instead, (oh! this is embarrasing) YES.
GUILTY

• You curse loudly at your computer when your pet falls during a hurdles race.

Here's one I am NOT GUILTY of. I stopped racing a long time ago.

• You neglect to clean your real house, favoring to decorate your pet’s house instead.

GUILTY

Well, not the entire house but my room is a total mess! But my pet's house? Fantastic!

• You think that a pink Christmas tree is classy.

GUILTY
I know the yuletide season was long gone but I told you, I'm a sucker for anything pink and I was desperate to have a pink tree when I first saw it on the Forum. So I am keeping it in my pet's room. It IS classy. And it's final. The tree STAYS.

• You have multiple accounts on Facebook so that your pet can have more “friends.” Or, you have taken over your boyfriend’s/husband’s/ girlfriend’s/wife’s Facebook account so that your pet can visit his/her pet.

GUILTY
Yes. I've taken over my boyfriend's, my friends', my siblings' not just for visiting reasons but for earning coins as well. This helps if you're a shopaholic. There's a tendency that your pet is one too.

• Pet poo excites you.

GUILTY
Pet poo excites me just because Archie wants to collect poo in his pet, Pochi's house. The brown poo's all his. What I am excited about is the possibility of my pet popping out a golden poo!

Thank you petsocietyanonymous for sharing with me the signs of Pet Society Addiction. Not that I'm not aware of them before. It's fun to read the signs from somebody else's POV.
That's it. Enough for today. I still have to feed my pet and open 22 gold mystery boxes.
I'm kidding. I'm pulling an all-nighter (again) for our thesis. Thank God Sundae's here to keep me company. Hahah :)