Yikes (UPDATED)

December 12, 2007

You're about to read about my first disaster since I turned 24.

The person owning the YM handle don_django is Don Riosa, who is my best friend from since when I was in elementary. A while ago, he messaged a request that I buy him 13 P300 loads, and he would pay me through my bank account.

At first, I refused and asked a lot of questions, like why he couldn't just buy them himself. He said he's living with his aunt and there isn't any Globe shacks nearby. I thought he sounded earnest, so I was convinced that he really needed my help, despite my minor reservations about why he would need that much cards in a day. I even gave him my bank account number so that he could pay.

So I went to the bank and withdrew fat wads of cash, headed off to the nearest prepaid card dealer (which wasn't very hard to find) and bought 13 P300 cards. I then went back to don_django and started giving him the cards' codes.

At the very moment when I was about to scratch off the 7th card's protective ink, my mobile phone beeped, and I received this SMS (I'll edit it to non-text speak):

"Jou, it's Don! Add my new YM dpr_busta. Disregard my old ID don_django! A lousy bastard is using my [bleeping] ym! [Bleeping] ina niya."

I looked at the sender, and it was indeed Don Riosa. And just then, I stared stupidly at the phone while I get this sick feeling inside my gut. I even called Don Riosa to confirm that it was indeed him who sent the SMS. He was shocked. Well, Don, you're not alone.

My god, I've been swindled! Apparently someone has hacked into my best friend's email account and were sending strange requests not only to me, but also to my best friend's other associates. One even agreed to meet "Don" somewhere, and boy do I hope that nothing bad should come out of this.

I know there might be some smug ass readers who will lecture me on all the should-have-beens but there's just no way, absolutely NO RETARDED way, that you'd have acted differently. Why? Because it's best friends we're talking about here, and then came a jackass who took advantage of their trusts toward each other.

It's a good thing Don actually sent me an SMS, because it only validated that the real him is still a trustworthy person.

I'm very pissed, so I may be losing a lot of logical reasoning at the moment. See, I couldn't even write this blog properly, and right now I feel like my eyesights are fading. I think I need to lie down. Anyway, I'll just say that you should be wary of hackers. If someone sends you an instant message asking for some favor, find a way to confirm that the sender is the real owner of that chat account. 

And if you're Don's friends, please delete don_django from your YM because don_django is someone you used to know.

So now I've got that warning out of the way, can someone tell me what the possible risks are if someone knows my bank account number?

UPDATE:

I just regained consciousness, and then I ate. It's funny how sleep and spinach have a weird pacifying effect on me. No, there's no way of reclaiming the cash, but I think I'm okay now.

It's funny that with the rise (and I'm hoping now is no longer the stage of it) of all the emo's popularity, it's been really vogue to paste angel wings behind everything. You know, these days anything with angel wings attached is "the shiznit". So let me tell you this: once you have those angel wings attached on your money, suddenly they're not so cool anymore. 

I received commiserations from my kindest friends (thank you very much), and I retrospected. Maybe I've been too naive, but how the hacker behaved seemed so natural. Honestly, Don's almost my exact opposite. I'm a little antisocial while he's the poster boy for "party animal", so the possibility that he'd need this much load made sense to me.

What I should have done is ask 3 questions with answers only Don and I know, like when it is we became best friends, who his favorite basketball player is, and who my most hated elementary teacher is. But whatever, there's no reversing time. Sometimes life has a funny way of teaching its lessons by bitch-slapping you.

For future references, I'll say some helpful information about me. I am someone who rarely finds himself ever needing financial help of people outside of my family. Actually, I don't like how it feels to have debts, and if I borrowed money from you (a deed I loathe) I always make it a point to pay back as soon as possible. So what's my point? I'm saying that if in yahoo messenger you have received a message from my ym handle saying it needs financial assistance, you should be very suspicious. First, you should try to contact me by other means. And if that's not possible, ask my ym handle my personal information related questions, like what my zodiac sign is and what my abstinences are.

During tough times like this I find it helpful thinking about a completely unrelated optimistic thing, like the Shanghai trip I'll be having this Christmas. It's been helpful, and I'm better now because that's where I focus my thoughts. So, yes, I should be more alert, but there's no point of being angry for too long.

That said, if anyone finds out who the hacker of the don_django account is, please send him/her my coldest regards.

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