I AM BEING STALKED...

By a year seven.

Alright, so my life is pretty intense, but to add to the general hecticity of daily life one of my brother's newly accquired friend at high school has taken an odd liking to me, over the medium of facebook.
I shall not give his real name, but lets call him Hoogle.

Hoogle began by adding me as a friend over Facebook, and I accepted him because he had many mutual friends and I just assumed he was at the same high school.

As soon as I had accepted, he started talking to me over IM, and I was wracking my brains. Do I know who this is?
Ah, Hoogle, Daniel (my brother) had mentioned him. He is one of Daniel's year seven buddies. Alrighty then.

But this conversation what was NOT a one off. He kept starting conversations with me over IM, but they were all trivial. That's fine I thought. He just likes a chat.

But no, that is NOT the extent of it. One day the conversation turns quite odd (this is all over Facebook, mind)

Hoogle says: Ur funny

Mairad says: I am? Thankyou, Hoogle.

Hoogle says: Yer, ur funny and cool

Mairead says: Hahahahahah How you know this, I'm not too sure, but oh well

Hoogle: Ur so smart .... a tasky (For those of you who don't know, a taskie is a slang term for those at my high school who are accelerated learners. We skip a year, it's major ASS. I'll save that rant for another blog)

Mairead: That's me (I'm feigning enjoyment, at this point. To be honest, I'm a little scared)

Hoogle: Ur a tasky?

Mairead: Yes

Hoogle: What a guess

Nah, Daniel told me you were a a tasky

That was my first brush with the world of stalkerdom. The next day, it continued, but at what can only be said as "creepier" levels.
After the general mundane greetings and slow-moving initialities of a Facebook IM conversation I got this.

Hoogle: I saw you today

Mairead: Well we do go to the same school

Hoogle: You were wearing sunglassess, and blue (This is all true. Why did he take such notice?)

Mairead: That's right

Hoogle: It actually looked really good on you

WHAT. THE. HELL. I'M IN YEAR 10, YOU ARE YEAR 7. WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT? I chose not to say anything. This was too odd. I don't even know what this kid looks like, and he is making comments upon my physical appearance.

Then today, he starts yet ANOTHER conversation. He requests to speak to my brother and then when I come back on the reality of my now stalked life comes back to hit me in the face.

Hoogle: Anyway Mairead

I saw you again today

Mairead: How amazing (As you can see, at this point I am not refraining from portraying my annoyance in the form of sarcasm. Many times have I screamed at the computer monitor "OH, JUST PISS OFF!")

Hoogle: right nxt to the canteen


i always c u 4 sum reason

Mairead: I don't think so

I might remind you
we are at the same school
you see many people everyday
there is no special reason (I know, I know, I'm being slightly rude, but I have REALLY had enough. I mean really. I've been perfectly polite up to this point, but ENOUGH is ENOUGH)

Hoogle: lol

u never c me (Well, I'M sorry, but I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE, SOMEHOW YOU DO FOR ME WHICH IS A BIT ODD)

Mairead: That's kind of because I don't know what you look like

You've never spoken to me in person

Hoogle:
lol (Yes, it's GODDAMN HILARIOUS, I'M CERTAINLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD....NOT.)

Mairead: To be honest I don't really know who you are

Hoogle: i will 1 day

ohh
thats very nice

gtg

bye Mariead

Mairead: See you Hoogle

Hoogle: later alligator lol
("Later alligator" is something I often say as a farewell to those on IM, I think I said it to him on the first idle IM chat to be friendly. He's obviously remembered this... holy cow)

On top of all this, my brother tells me he often talks of me to him. I think my life is in serious danger. You haven't seen these year sevens, there is an evil, muderous glint in there eye. My safety is severely in the balance.

I hope with all hopes that I shall be in a future condition to post yet again,
Until then, or maybe never again,

In fear,
Mairead