To the untrained eye i did absolutely noting all day Saturday. Unfortunately, i couldn't go to my brothers store cause he was out of town for the weekend. (Well I could've gone, but it's not as much fun without Patch.) When my parents asked me if I wanted to go with them while they ran some errands I said no. I decided that I didn't want to put myself through that kind of torture.
So, what was it I spent my whole Saturday doing? If you've been paying attention you should be able to answer this question. That's right The Sims.
This game is like a drug, highly addictive. (It's probably not for everyone, but for me once I get hooked on it there's no going back.) I couldn't honestly tell you why, it just is. I sat down to play the game at about 11, in the morning. When I started to get hungry I looked at the clock and it was 2:30. 3 1/2 hours had passed and I had barley noticed.
It shouldn't be too much of a surprise that when my friends called to invite me to a kick ass party, Dasha's words, I turned them down. I told them I was busy and that I wasn't going to be able to pull myself away long enough to go. There's really 2 reasons why I didn't go to the party, 1.) I've never liked the high school parties. Never been a fan of the drinking and stupidity that goes on. 2.) I probably had more fun staying home and playing The Sims then I would have if I had gone to the party, and I knew this to be true.
Ultimately, I spent my Saturday playing the ever exciting and addictive game of The Sims. I probably pulled myself away from the game at midnight, maybe 1. This game is my drug and it's as bad as it'll get.