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The Most Probable Reason for the Hack |
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 니콜
I look . . . harem-ish. Is that a word? No? Good. Anyway, I like it, so it doesn't matter. Okay, so time for the deets.
Anyway, here we go.
Let's go back to ninth grade (mind you, I'm in twelfth grade now) and reminisce old times. Ninth grade was a time for drama and surging teenage hormones. I picked a fight with anyone and everyone and had a thing for mouthiness. Boy, was I mouthy! I've always been the awkward, smart kid in class (much like I try to make Ji-Seok, but he's crazier than me ^^) that never really said anything. Always. Always meaning ever since third grade. When I got to ninth grade and became so mean, no one could really understand me. I was out of hand. I mean, I wasn't really committing any crimes (except for cyber bullying -- is that a crime?), but I was seriously a wreck back then. I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the kids I was hanging out with. Or maybe the intense desire for feeling different. But, really, I just think my hormones were freakishly out of wack. What was this leading to? Oh, yeah.
Anyway, ninth grade was a time of turmoil due to my incapability to keep my mouth shut whenever the situation deemed necessary. I liked insulting people and proving everyone wrong with my above-average intelligence. I also liked calling people out on their sins/errors. That was actually my favorite thing to do. Now, you're probably wondering, "why the hell did I feel sorry for you?" Wait a sec, it gets better.
There was this girl called Lyndsy. Spelled like that. Just like that. And she and I had a love-hate relationship. One minute, we were worst enemies, the other, we were best friends. It was your stereotypical screwed-up preteen-girl drama crap. It was stupid. We fought, we argued, we called each other some mean names. It was stupid, but it happened, and I can't deny it.
Ever since our last argument in ninth grade, we never talked again.
Life was good without Lyndsy. We steered away from each other and -- besides some evil glares I received from the girl -- we were pretty civil. Then, I moved and I had to go across the country (longitudinally). She didn't cross my mind during the move at all. She was a figment of my past that I didn't really like to recall.
Blablabla, life went by. I was getting ahead on Gaia and earning a good amount of gold. I was actually saving up for some demonic anklets, and I was only thirty thousand away from my goal.
And then I got hacked. The whole time I was thinking "Who in hell did this?" I've never given out my password to anyone. I never really made any super-techy adversaries. It was totally mind-boggling. And then, I went through the simple "forgot your password?" process and retrieved my information. So apparently, it wasn't an advanced hacker. This was a simple fisher. I looked in my trading history and found someone named Gabrielle loves cookies or Gabby loves cookies or something like that.
What the hell? Doesn't Lyndsy have a cousin named Gabby?
I looked at this person's avatar and realized that she wasn't very well-cladded. She looked like a stereotypical "noob." That avatar must have been used as a medium. No one would just hack with their own account. That's just stupid. Then, I looked on her friends list and clicked on the first one on the list. Lo and behold, who was it? It was Lyndsy's avatar, with amazing items and recent activity. I was surprised, to say the least. It was really quite frustrating to find out that after three years of peace, she would attack.
It wasn't the hacking that bothered me so much, but the simple act that she did it. It was like saying "I decided to attack you the only way that I can from afar. Through your games." Imagine if she had something else less trivial available. What would she have done? What if I were still living in the same state as her? Would she come, after three years of peace and hit me for no actual reason except for a grudge that everyone thought that everyone had gotten over? Would she? This is the worst she could have done with me being so far away. I can't really think of anything worse. If she were to spread rumours about me, what would that have done? Just make my former classmates have second thoughts about their seemingly okay peer? Maybe she was afraid and decided to hit me when my hands were tied behind my back. It was unfair. And it was obnoxious. And I wonder why people like her roam our otherwise perfect world.
I tried to confront her the best I could, but my only medium was her best friend, who kind of had a weird see-saw sort of relationship with me. She liked to lie a lot. I don't like lies. You see the problem? She denied everything.
God forgive my soul if I'm wrong, but I highly doubt it. She wasn't a suspect-hacker until I coincidentally ran into her account. It's an account that's been isolated from mine for years. And, actually, this account probably had never given her profile the pleasure of a hit under its username.
Now you're probably asking how Lyndsy got my password. I had had the same password since seventh grade (I've learned my lesson and changed it). It was never an easy password to remember and it was pretty . . . random, I guess. She was there when I made one of my Gaia accounts. She saw me type in my password and she saw me write it down on a post-it note for future reference. Why hadn't I changed it? I had grown so used to the password that changing it would seem foreign and uncomfortable. I kept it for that reason and the fact that I NEVER would have thought that someone would do that. It's so stupid, I don't understand.
Okay. Now you heard my story. Sure is long, huh? It's why I never wanted to explain it to anyone. It took me half an hour to type this. And I'm a pretty fast typer.
Anyway, I'm going to sleep now. It's three-thirty AM and I'm feeling drowsy and I can barely breathe.
Yay for sinuses and continual flu.
 milk png · Fri Nov 25, 2011 @ 08:33am · 0 Comments |
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