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demiurgician, I am alive and well. Thank you so much for your concern! It's wonderful to know I have friends who care so much. Now, to figure out who in the hell is using my AIM.
Secondly (to explain what's going on): It's 1:45 am. I hear these rocks being thrown at my bedroom window (which is on the third floor). Have to say, it freaks me out a lot. But, to make the rock throwing stop, I peek my head out the window and say to the individual down below, "Do you need to be let in?" And then I hear him say, "Oh my god, you're alive." Turns out, it's my friendheeroahearn. This, of course, makes little sense to me. But he tells me that my friend Angela is at my door and to go talk to her. So I go to the door, and sure enough she's there.
Apparently, someone has confiscated my AIM account and is saying highly disgusting, highly inappropriate things while using it.demiurgician, who lives in England, figures out that it's not me and is freaked out, so she calls heeroahearn, who lives in the same town as me. He and Angela drive by my apartment to make sure I'm okay, that someone hasn't come into the apartment and killed both my roomie and I and is using my AIM. And being the incredibly amazing people that they are, they aren't satisfied until they've actually talked to me or the roomie. Hence the rocks on my window.
Never fear, guys. I'm fine. Thank you so, so much for checking up on me. Despite the adrenaline rush of fear, I have to say, it means more to me than I can ever express that you guys care so much.
demiurgician, I am alive and well. Thank you so much for your concern! It's wonderful to know I have friends who care so much. Now, to figure out who in the hell is using my AIM.Secondly (to explain what's going on): It's 1:45 am. I hear these rocks being thrown at my bedroom window (which is on the third floor). Have to say, it freaks me out a lot. But, to make the rock throwing stop, I peek my head out the window and say to the individual down below, "Do you need to be let in?" And then I hear him say, "Oh my god, you're alive." Turns out, it's my friend
heeroahearn. This, of course, makes little sense to me. But he tells me that my friend Angela is at my door and to go talk to her. So I go to the door, and sure enough she's there. Apparently, someone has confiscated my AIM account and is saying highly disgusting, highly inappropriate things while using it.
demiurgician, who lives in England, figures out that it's not me and is freaked out, so she calls heeroahearn, who lives in the same town as me. He and Angela drive by my apartment to make sure I'm okay, that someone hasn't come into the apartment and killed both my roomie and I and is using my AIM. And being the incredibly amazing people that they are, they aren't satisfied until they've actually talked to me or the roomie. Hence the rocks on my window. Never fear, guys. I'm fine. Thank you so, so much for checking up on me. Despite the adrenaline rush of fear, I have to say, it means more to me than I can ever express that you guys care so much.
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Just so you know, they knew your last name and what state you live in, so it's either a 15 year old you know, or that stuff is in your profile.
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XphileHB: hey
demiurgician: sup
XphileHB: nm u
demiurgician: meh
XphileHB: wat have u been up to
demiurgician: messing around on the internets
XphileHB: like wat
demiurgician: not much, avoiding the dissertation
XphileHB: o cool
demiurgician: you?
XphileHB: nuttin really
demiurgician: heather is that really you?
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It sure raises questions about some kids having far too much time on their hands, and no idea about constructive use of said time.
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You have no idea how weird it was for us...