My Sims obsession started a long time ago when I was probably 6. That was the year my grandpa had got the Sims. I was madly in love at first sight. From that first time playing it I knew that I was born to become an architect. I played everytime I was over his house, I tried to make the best houses I could, but often ended up setting the house on fie and killing the majority of the family!
Finally I got The Sims Deluxe Addition, and i could not have been happier! I spent so long creating the best best houses I could, and some of them I am still proud of!
Then The Sims 2 came out! I didn't find out until one summer when i went to my cousin's house in Wisconsin, she showed me it, and I spent my time there in front of the computer! My cousin then promised she would give me The Sims 2 for my next birthday, a year and half later she still had not given me it, so I said, forget this, I'll get it myself. Afew months later at Christmas she gave me it... wow.
I soon collected all the Sims 2 games for PC and my name became synonomous with Sims Fanatic! People said my obession and love for the game was weird and unhealthy (they still say it) I just say, is your mothers love and obsession with your dad weird and unhealthy? No? Well, its the same thing!
Now we're in the present, and I still love the Sims, one of my life long dreams is to learn Simmlish, although it probably wont happen, and It wont help me at all, i still want it. And I still want to be an Architect, so when I found The Sims 3 was coming out, I died, and went to heaven! My life is almost complete, and It is all thanks to this amazing game!
