It was 18 September, 2009, 02:40 am in the early morning. My Adium alerted that somebody wanted to add me as a friend. For a moment, I was stunned, thinking who is the person who randomly requested me as a contact. So after I approved her, the conversation started.

Cut short, I never know who is this girl. Then we started to get to know each other. ASL and stuff. You know, the syllabus way to get to know other person. But, something different here. I was not inform where is she living. Ok. I’m fine with that. No problem. Is not like I’m gonna chase and stalk her afterward. Therefore, I don’t mind.

I was busy reading something at Facebook, blog-hopping and stuff-web-designer-do. Then, she asked about myself. Being busy and preoccupied with my readings, I bluntly asked her to go to my blog and do some reading over there, which I was meant the About page itself. After the-bla-bla-stuff-about-me, I asked her, where is she studying? But she seems to refuse to give to me the direct location of her university. She said it is located somewhere north, at the northern hemisphere, kinda far from the earth equator. So, I asked her, “did you just went to google and search for your coordinates?”. And here is where the tricky part comes.

Ok. I did told her to read my blog, right? Thus, as soon as I talk to her about Google Maps, I figure out that, if she ever visited my blog, I should have her IP Address traces, right? Haha. I was right, I look at the most current visitor, and filtering out those tracker and bot, I got the address. It was 71.58.113.176.

The conversation got cliché. Randomly, I asked her was she feeling tired or sleepy because it was 10pm at her place. She was shocked. Haha. How can I ever know her exact time, because she never tell me where she is staying. Then I asked her, “Tak balik raya?” “Guess, we both raya outstation this year”. Haha. She got more shocked. Then I told her that Pennsylvania State Collage is far from Malaysia.

Haha! I really want to see her face expression, realising that I know where she lived. All I can say, it is just a simple thing to do, nowadays. More over, living in US surely give me more advantage because their IP addresses are almost accurate, far more accurate than Malaysia does. In Miri, people will trace me as I am living in Kuching, because our IP address seems to be rerouted from there. Sort of. Sorry, I’m not a master of networking.

There goes the story. We chatted. Get to know more about each other. Ala.. normal stuff.

However, things get worst nowadays. As I’m getting busier from day to day with assignments, labs and personal projects. It seems that I’m rarely chat with her anymore. Hmm.

Personally, this is what I hate about myself. I tend to do my things and forget the others. No wonder my chatting window is very few, or none at all on my screen, unlike others, who have 3 or more at one time.

But, I need to stress of my rules. This is harsh, but it is what I am now. I’m sorry that she has to bare with this.

• When I’m online, I do my work or readings. Not just chatting with friends or having fun playing Facebook Apps.
• I’m used to people buzzing me on Messenger to seek for help for just for a word of two, then gone.
• I’m used to busy people. When we chat, we might look like disappear, but actually we’re there. It is just that, we got other things to do.
• I’m used to not having long chat conversation. I tend to lose focus and lost of words / topic.
• Being a computer and internet addict I am, still, I do have real life things to be settled down. Siblings, family, local friends, movies, and stuff.
• I’m not good with human beings. Sorry, but I am.
• I’m used to let people have control in their life, and not affected when I’m not there.
• I’m used to do things alone, and no need to report what I do, or where I am. Unless, they’re my parents.
• When my laptop is on, Facebook or Messenger is just the same priority as Email. I play around with Reading, Twitter and Designing App.

Thus, to this new friend of mine, who stays far-far-far away from here. I didn’t meant to hurt your or such. It is nice meeting you. Trying to understand you is something new that I discover in my life. You’re not like my other friends but still, I need you to understand me too. Sorry, that I’m just not the type of ‘friend’ that you might searching for. Previously, I was the ‘everyone’s person’, but no more. I’m done with that.

I realised, I need to have my own life too. With that, I might sound selfish. Indeed, I am.

Sorry.