A person who tells you to stop blogging because it’s bad for you, leaves rambling comments such as this, this, and this, draws creepy diagrams about you then e-mails them to people you don’t even know, yet blogs compulsively herself.
A person who tells you to stop blogging because it’s bad for you, leaves rambling comments such as this, this, and this, draws creepy diagrams about you then e-mails them to people you don’t even know, yet blogs compulsively herself.
Oh christ, what happened now??
HAHAHA!
She misspelled exercise. Bronwen’s defence statements were so awesome.
Someone should go to her blog and instruct her on the proper internet usage of exclamation points and also give her Mark Twain’s 19 rules for Proper Writing.
Link her, please?
@trolley — Hahah…just a person proving repeatedly that they should stop living in the past, and think before they speak or act, lest they look (repeatedly) like an idiot.
@Maeko — Yes, this person’s brain doesn’t function properly when she’s emotional (which is 99% of the time). Linking her isn’t necessary. Her actions and comments speak enough about her character.
And yes, Bronwen’s defense statements are gold.
What an idiot. I can’t bear to read what you write, so stop blogging because I can’t help myself.
HAHAHAHAH…I love the sarcasm. That’s exactly the way I feel. Reminds me of those people who constantly complain about a TV show, instead of simply changing the channel or not watching the show. Makes a lot of sense, doesn’t it? At least they don’t actually write to the producers and tell them to stop making the show.
Wow. That’s nuts.
Yeah, that’s the word I was going for too.
Oh you get these types of crazies all the time, all over the internet. I find that common among females, which is depressing. :p It’s a cry for attention.
Hahahah…someone else I told also brought up the whole “female factor”. I wonder why guys don’t get as crazy.
They do, but they’re not as obvious about it… although there is a good number of stalkerish guys out there, but I guess they’re more subtle? Still creepy regardless, any kind of obsessive behaviour needs to be addressed.
Nail on the head, my friend.
(I like how you spell behaviour with the “u”. You’re sticking to your Canadian roots!)
Wow. That’s crazy. It always throws me for a loop when someone supposes to have more information on you than you have for yourself. Especially when said advice is unsolicited. Eep.
I usually stop reading when people confuse its with it’s (a few parties excepted); but this is certified fruitcake material.
@quelyn — Yeah, people who think they know you better than you know yourself really piss me off. How can someone presume to know what’s best for you, when they don’t even know the complete situation? Advice on top of this becomes somewhat ludicrous and extremely difficult to be taken seriously.
Crazy’s a good word too.
@xibee — Hahahahah…take my word for it, it got much worse.
It’s obvious that she still visits occasionally.
And it’s like, she says she’s over it on her blog, then she visits and then BAM, more random ranting, emo venting, and bad poetry. The funny part is that she thinks you’re the one at fault, like you did everything wrong, and she conveniently forgot how psycho she got over nothing (she even called you a stalker once, lol!).
Some people never learn. It’s like that episode of the Simpsons where Lisa does a science experiment to see who is smarter, Bart or her hamster, so she electrifies a muffin. The hamster tries to take the muffin, gets electrocuted, learns his lesson, and never does it again. Bart gets shocked too, but he never stops trying to take the muffin.
Just like her. She’s dumber than a hamster.
I suspected as much. She’s always been too weak to let it go. From what you tell me, she’s still not over it and it’s been how many years since we even talked? Just pathetic.
It doesn’t matter that she thinks I’m at fault, cause the truth is a worth a million words.
Somehow, I’m not surprised that she called me a stalker (although I’m curious what the context/logic is). Every part of her subconscious is used to convince herself that she’s not at fault. Makes living with your fuck-ups a lot easier.