Untamed

Another weekend, another rant about a fellow student. This time, it’s about the lack of logic that comes with one of the fellas in my class, when talking to me on MSN Messenger …which reminds me to do something that Steve said. Okay, now that the “something” is taken care of, I must continue with my little rant about a particular student who’s name is Mosh. Now, I know a few things about computer hacking, taking out peoples Internet connections and ruining a few networks and I know that he’s overheard how to do these things.

So one night, after deciding to unblock him after he attempted to get my IP address out of me, I found myself back in the same position as I was many months ago; having to tell him to stop asking me for my IP address. I don’t even know why I unblocked him the first time around, to be honest. The first few messages were okay, as far as I remember, but the conversation quickly turned to him persisting that I give him my IP address, claiming that he doesn’t know why he needs it, but knows it won’t be anything malicious. I could understand him requesting my IP had we been playing a game that depends on my address to join, but this wasn’t the case. He didn’t even need my address and the mere fact that he couldn’t even think of a reason for having it made his questioning even more suspicious.

Having finally getting annoyed with his ability to be unable to take “no” for an answer, I gave him the IP address of a website. It certainly kept him quiet for a little while, but my curiosity was getting the better of me and I just had to know why he wanted my address. After spending some time watching him dodge the question, I diverted him to a friend of mine, Dan, who he also decided to ask the IP of. Dan decided to give Mosh his local network IP and then I witnessed Mosh posting the IP to me, as though he was implying he “got Dans Internet IP”. It wasn’t until I pointed out that it was a network address that Mosh returned to Dan saying, “you idiot, that’s a network address”. Well done, you leet fucking hacker, you.

The next day, whilst standing around a pool table, not even playing, I decided to question Mosh further about his reasons for wanting my address. He said to me that he couldn’t tell me the reason and claimed yet again that he wasn’t going to do anything bad to me. I scoffed at his remark and said, “you may as well have just asked me, ‘Would you mind terribly if I destroyed your Internet connection?’ instead”. He informed me that I don’t understand the reason, by which making me laugh nearly hysterically and saying, “I wonder fucking why”. What’s there to understand if he won’t even give me a reason to attempt to comprehend and understand?

I don’t mind real hackers, in fact, they mildly amuse me. What really gets on my nerves, however, is when idiotic little pricks such as Mosh pretend as though they’re hardcore hackers that want your IP address, for no explained reason. To further aid my claim that he thinks this IP retrieval and hacking is funny, he’s been attempting to send people viruses. Not malicious? Yeah, and the queen secretly enjoys prancing around the palace wearing mens clothing after taking several male hormone tablets.