First, there's this person at MCTC who is always around when I am, and he does creepy things like take pictures of me and set them as his wall paper, and text me and asks me to do things with him (i always say no). Yeah, he's also like, thirty five and from another country, so i didnt want to seem rude and tell him to stop incase its a culture thing you know?

so last night, i was driving out of my garage and this really loud popping sound happened as I drove past... So I go back and figure its just some recycling because that is where we keep it. Ten minutes later I get a call from my dad saying it was the side light of our garage. This morning he goes out and looks at it and there's blood on the side and the base of the light holder, and it is coming off the garage... along with a beer can in our yard. So the best we can figure so far is that someone was climbing onto our fence, in an attempt to get on (and off) our garage roof that has a clear view into my bedroom. Yeah, and I hardly ever close my shades all the way because I know no one from the ground can see. So i'm really, really freaked out right now, and Daddy is going to call the police incase there was like a crime in the nieghborhood... or just so they have a sample of the blood incase. But now I have to change my passwords, block his calls (which involves a data plan i think, my dad will be so thrilled), get walked to my car whenever i'm at school in the evening, talk to the dean of students, look up to see if he's a sex offender. and OH MY GOD i hate stalkers.

dj