Moo and her invisible stalker

This is my second attempt at a less angsty entry. The one I wrote before revealed the total bitch in me, so I figured I’d better write one that it is less judgmental:

Along with the great invention of the WWW, there have been many intelligent sites built since the dot.com, namely eBay. Recently, we’ve seen the boom of an online community site named Friendster, then a video-on-demand site called YouTube, and the ever popular blogging sites, such as MySpace or Blogger.

Now, it’s all good with these great advancements and push for the convenience of socializing, but it seemingly blurs the boundaries of private and personal space of us netizens, making it ever more dubious as to where and when does one’s personal space begin and end in the virtual world. Maybe some of us have yet to experience it (being virtually invaded), but Moo has had her private (virtual) space invaded upon.

Not only has her email and eBay account been hacked plenty of times before, it seems that her Friendster account and blog has been visited countless times, and just to make things creepier, by the same god damned person. Indeed, a blog is a public journal for all to read, but any normal person will be astounded when she looks at her statistics and realizes that most of the hits came from the same bloody IP address! That’s what’s happening to me as well - someone has been clicking through my blog and contributing to my hit count tremendously.

Invading one’s virtual space, to me, is equivalent to the invasion of one’s physical space, and I find it a total nuisance. It’s as if to say, “Whoa! Hold your horses! You’re my friend, yes, but I think we need to draw a line somewhere” or “I know you’re stalking (and totally obsessed with) me. Stop it.”

Having someone stalking you online compulsively should ring some alarm bells. Even friends don’t do that to one another. Well, some people do get carried away with their version of “friendship”. For example, some like to use the emo blackmail method, others prefer the “I’m-angry-with-you-for-not-talking-to-me-today-therefore-I’m-going-to-get-even-with-you” alternative, and some just simply imply that they’re going to kill themselves and wait to see if you repent.

Such typically manipulative and scheming morons need to wake up and smell the dung. They claim that their friendship for another is genuine, scarce and sincere, yet on the other hand, they’re manipulating their friends into doing what they desire and not give a damn if they ARE invading their space. This ain’t a friendship! This is pure obsession!

Why would a friend see the need to stalk another? And why would a friend get all worked up just because the other has no time, or is busy with her own arrangements? Having read one of Grace’s blog entries, it seems that she’s currently facing such a situation – a friend who doesn’t know how to draw the line and who virtually stalks her relentlessly.

All I can say is: that person needs to make more friends, stop attempting to possess someone and perhaps go buy a self-help book with titles similar to “Understanding the balance between friendship and love” or “The Dummy’s Guide to Obsession and How to Deal With It”. It’ll be totally beneficial, I swear.

Poor Moo. I hope she’ll be able to cope with it. I know that she hates having her space invaded, especially from irrelevant and unimportant people.