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A free conversation

This is a conversation between me and Metria. Look how free is this woman. :)

Metria says:
eh nowadays i play blogshares

Metria says:
heheh

Metria says:
then i bought ur blog shares

allyfeel says:
what ???

Metria says:
it's a virtual trading game for blogs

allyfeel says:
walau eh...then u must have lose money la

allyfeel says:
cause my blog not worth anything one

allyfeel says:
where is it la?

allyfeel says:
blog abt it to educate us a bit

Metria says:
www.blogshares.com

Metria says:
no ur blog is worth something now

Metria says:
cos i bought and sold

Metria says:
i strarted with $500

Metria says:
now i got over a million

Metria says:
hahahaha wish it was real

allyfeel says:
hahaha....that's very interesting

allyfeel says:
how much does ur blog worth now??

allyfeel says:
ya men, then u can shake legs and no need to work

Metria says:
ur shares were $0.20 each but now thanks to me it's $4.73 each

Metria says:
my blog is $10.38 per share

allyfeel says:
wow...so high

Metria says:
actually i got a million cos some stranger gave me some free shares

allyfeel says:
if only it's real

Metria says:
turned out to be worth over a million

allyfeel says:
any posibility of making it real?

Metria says:
hah! i wish man

Comments

ZMM said…
wah.. like that also can?

So what if your share goes high high up? Increase blog popularity?
mom2ashley said…
so this is just a game?
Allyfeel said…
Zara's mama, mom2ashley, Increase blog popularity? Haha...look at ur blog and my blog? hihi no way la... I think the concept is like Fantasy Soccer, just a GAME. :)

We were just dreaming talking that those money will become real money la...:P
Sangeeta said…
Oh my God, I have to be more careful in what I chat about with you, never know when an entire conversation is going to be posted here :P

Blogshares is basically just a free fun site where you trade shares in blogs. You don't get anything but you do learn something about trading although of course since it's free, you tend to take risks that you wouldn't in the real world.

Your share price is determined on the number of links coming in to your site, so if you have a lot of incoming links then your site is more valuable. Something like that lah, I'm not too sure of the details. I now have about $300 million but it's all fake! 1% real also enough already :)

Allyfeel, I'm free only cos no one will give me a job here :)
Allyfeel said…
No worries la metria. It's just for education purposes only. Oh..so sorry! &____& And thanks for the info.

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