A lady met this guy online. In fact, it was MySpace.com. And yes, she was murdered. Okay, RAPE and murdered. Apparently, reports showed that she died from, rough sex? Ewwww. That guy is a sinister. Outright vicious and immoral. As quoted from DAD, "Rapists should be stripped stark naked and tied to a tree filled with red, fire ants." Er, he is fierce. I am NOT! (: When sis post that up in friendster's bulletin, i dismissed it as some kind of phoney spam. But i read that post out of curiosity anyway.
Tyler B was only 18 when she disappeared. Apparently, her last login shown on MySpace was sometime in March? or was it in June? Cant remember tho. Anyway, friends still leave messages and condolences for her family. It looks kinda creepy to me.
Well, that actually brought back certain memories. During my convent days, everyone was so into BGRs. And yes, i admit this. I long for a bf back then. Signs of desperation i guess. Succumbing to peer pressure, i went in search for a partner from MIRC. Was just 13 years of age.
My first cyber-bf was from Assumption English School. He was around my age or maybe a year older. Cant really recall tho. His name was Victor i guess. Every night, i would wait by my computer for him. And we would chat through the night. As well as on the phone. Pagers were popular that time by the way. After many months of communicating via net and phone, we agreed to meet. And just for your information, we haven't seen each other pic.
The meeting place was at Cineleisure Level 3. I told him that a convent girl shall be waiting by the escalator. Okay, i was excited alright. Waited for a while before i saw wispy-haired guy walking rather slowly towards me. I was getting more nervous. And you know what, he just walked passed and headed down the escalator.
I was suspicious but didnt gave much thought. Waited for a whole 45 mins before he paged me, saying that he was not able to make it for the meeting due to some work committments. After that day, we didn't speak or chat much. Okay, prolly my mushroom hair and chubby frame aint his cuppa' tea.
Anyway, i got my gf to check up on him in Assumption English. Fine, i was a curious bitch. Wanted to know how he looked like and stuff. My gf gave me a simple conclusion. "He looked pretty normal, like your average joe. Currently going through a series of puberty, resulting in some tremendous outbreak on the face."
Oh yes, point taken. Seriously, it was stupid la. What do i know about love at the age of 13? And it was fortunate that the IRC last time was kinda "safer". As in, there aint so many lechers lurking behind those comps. Maybe there was. I donno.
Anyway, i don't believe in IRC anymore. I prefer to make friends personally. As in, face-to-face communication with proper introduction. I guess that was how i came out of my comfort zone, trying to expand my social circle. Still trying tho. Cant possibly fulfil that through the chatline. Maybe for others. But certainly aint for me.
Tyler B was only 18 when she disappeared. Apparently, her last login shown on MySpace was sometime in March? or was it in June? Cant remember tho. Anyway, friends still leave messages and condolences for her family. It looks kinda creepy to me.
Well, that actually brought back certain memories. During my convent days, everyone was so into BGRs. And yes, i admit this. I long for a bf back then. Signs of desperation i guess. Succumbing to peer pressure, i went in search for a partner from MIRC. Was just 13 years of age.
My first cyber-bf was from Assumption English School. He was around my age or maybe a year older. Cant really recall tho. His name was Victor i guess. Every night, i would wait by my computer for him. And we would chat through the night. As well as on the phone. Pagers were popular that time by the way. After many months of communicating via net and phone, we agreed to meet. And just for your information, we haven't seen each other pic.
The meeting place was at Cineleisure Level 3. I told him that a convent girl shall be waiting by the escalator. Okay, i was excited alright. Waited for a while before i saw wispy-haired guy walking rather slowly towards me. I was getting more nervous. And you know what, he just walked passed and headed down the escalator.
I was suspicious but didnt gave much thought. Waited for a whole 45 mins before he paged me, saying that he was not able to make it for the meeting due to some work committments. After that day, we didn't speak or chat much. Okay, prolly my mushroom hair and chubby frame aint his cuppa' tea.
Anyway, i got my gf to check up on him in Assumption English. Fine, i was a curious bitch. Wanted to know how he looked like and stuff. My gf gave me a simple conclusion. "He looked pretty normal, like your average joe. Currently going through a series of puberty, resulting in some tremendous outbreak on the face."
Oh yes, point taken. Seriously, it was stupid la. What do i know about love at the age of 13? And it was fortunate that the IRC last time was kinda "safer". As in, there aint so many lechers lurking behind those comps. Maybe there was. I donno.
Anyway, i don't believe in IRC anymore. I prefer to make friends personally. As in, face-to-face communication with proper introduction. I guess that was how i came out of my comfort zone, trying to expand my social circle. Still trying tho. Cant possibly fulfil that through the chatline. Maybe for others. But certainly aint for me.
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