Don’t mind the title. I don’t have a real stalker. I have an online stalker. If you’re one of those people who read my blog everyday, don’t worry, I’m not pressing charges. BUT if you’re one of those people who read my blog everyday AND constantly chase me on MSN or Facebook or even SMSes that are totally redundant, then you should worry.
Some of my friends told me of their concern that using my personal blog for reporting purposes might welcome some unwanted attention. I do admit I am taking the risk, but having another blog would mean another thing to worry about. Besides, those who know me would know that Sharmeee and films come as a package.
So anyway, this is to my stalker. I appreciate your so called ‘concerns’ and ‘hellos’ but I am just not the kind of girl who SMSes randomly and readily talk to someone she’s not even known. When you asked me to help you, I gladly accepted it, thinking that this would perhaps open more doors to opportunities. Then you started name-dropping people as though you’ve known them for years, when in fact I actually know them a lot better than you do. I knew you were trouble, Mr I-Know-Everybody-You-Know from then onwards. On the pretext of wanting to make a film, you lure people into your pathetic world of boredom. How absurd is that?
I might not know you enough to piss you off, but I do know enough what danger you bring to my friends and I. Read this: DANGER. So you pretty much understand what I’m trying to say to you, right?
Do not bother me. Ever again.
If you so much say ‘hi’ on Facebook or MSN, I will – I never go against my words – report you to some friends that are worthy of your so called ‘man in blue’ status.
So goodnight people. I am off to do my lesson plans for tomorrow.
