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My job. :)This is because I spent the entire session (all 3 weeks of it! From the first Sunday to the last Thursday. is that a record?) staring openly at a certain boy whenever I could. I eventually started calling this "stalking". Pretty soon, most of the people I sat with at lunch knew about it, as well as my RA's. (They didn't really care that much, though. I think. "You're stalking someone? What's his name?" "so you can tip him off? no thanks." "nooo... so I can tip his RA off and set you two up at the dance!". And tempting as that sounded...) | My job. :)This is because I spent the entire session (all 3 weeks of it! From the first Sunday to the last Thursday. is that a record?) staring openly at a certain boy whenever I could. I eventually started calling this "stalking". Pretty soon, most of the people I sat with at lunch knew about it, as well as my RA's. (They didn't really care that much, though. I think. "You're stalking someone? What's his name?" "so you can tip him off? no thanks." "nooo... so I can tip his RA off and set you two up at the dance!". And tempting as that sounded...) | ||
| − | I think my crowning achievement was when someone asked me where my stalkee was, and he was walking roughly 6 feet away. | + | I was, if you haven't figured out by now, a failure as a stalker. I think my crowning achievement was when someone asked me where my stalkee was, and he was walking roughly 6 feet away. I'll always remember that... |
If he doesn't know I was stalking him, that's totally due to his lack of observational skillz and I won't tell him by telling you all who he is. I've probably told everyone who actually needs to know anyway. | If he doesn't know I was stalking him, that's totally due to his lack of observational skillz and I won't tell him by telling you all who he is. I've probably told everyone who actually needs to know anyway. | ||
Maybe I'll find the guts to tell him if I ever see him again. Though it is more likely that he will randomly find me one day and ask, "hey, were you stalking me?" | Maybe I'll find the guts to tell him if I ever see him again. Though it is more likely that he will randomly find me one day and ask, "hey, were you stalking me?" | ||
| − | If you're offended by my use of [[Silent Football|heinous pronouns]], sorry. I won't give my name here, or anyone else's though chances are if you care you already know or have the means of finding me. | + | If you're offended by my use of [[Silent Football|heinous pronouns]], sorry. I won't give my name here, or anyone else's though chances are if you care you already know or have the means of finding me. *coughyearbookN.Schnaeder1pagecough* |
| − | ...actually, if you look hard my name is already on this site, though not fully anywhere and not with a big ol' obvious label reading: MY NAME. | + | ...actually, if you look hard my name is already on this site, though not fully anywhere and not with a big ol' obvious label reading: MY NAME. And it wouldn't do you much good to google my name anyway, since you'd probably get something about real estate agents. But I'm paranoid of internet stalkers, you see. And believe me, if anyone should know how easy it is to stalk people, it's me. |
Revision as of 20:21, 26 January 2008
uh... hi.
I was a squirrel at LAN.07.1 which makes me... still a squirrel now?
I took the BabyCTY course Middle Ages in Bethlehem 06.1 And Etymologies for the aforementioned squirrel year.
My username is a reference to the fact that people often confuse Etymologies with Entymologies, the study of bugs. I also brought that giant stuffed grasshopper to study hall. I walked around with it alot at Quad time, so if you actually saw me... wow. That makes me famous. I am not, however, a great fan of bugs. The awesomest real bug I have seen was the moth that stalked Sir Joe. And stalking is... well...
My job. :)This is because I spent the entire session (all 3 weeks of it! From the first Sunday to the last Thursday. is that a record?) staring openly at a certain boy whenever I could. I eventually started calling this "stalking". Pretty soon, most of the people I sat with at lunch knew about it, as well as my RA's. (They didn't really care that much, though. I think. "You're stalking someone? What's his name?" "so you can tip him off? no thanks." "nooo... so I can tip his RA off and set you two up at the dance!". And tempting as that sounded...)
I was, if you haven't figured out by now, a failure as a stalker. I think my crowning achievement was when someone asked me where my stalkee was, and he was walking roughly 6 feet away. I'll always remember that... If he doesn't know I was stalking him, that's totally due to his lack of observational skillz and I won't tell him by telling you all who he is. I've probably told everyone who actually needs to know anyway.
Maybe I'll find the guts to tell him if I ever see him again. Though it is more likely that he will randomly find me one day and ask, "hey, were you stalking me?"
If you're offended by my use of heinous pronouns, sorry. I won't give my name here, or anyone else's though chances are if you care you already know or have the means of finding me. *coughyearbookN.Schnaeder1pagecough*
...actually, if you look hard my name is already on this site, though not fully anywhere and not with a big ol' obvious label reading: MY NAME. And it wouldn't do you much good to google my name anyway, since you'd probably get something about real estate agents. But I'm paranoid of internet stalkers, you see. And believe me, if anyone should know how easy it is to stalk people, it's me.
