Facebook-statusmeldinger. Del IV

Chablis skrev:

Denne deles visst nå.

Nå skal du få høre akkurat hva jeg tenker på; Jo, for ett år siden, da vi hadde konfirmant, så kunne altså ikke skolen lempe og tilrettelegge innleveringer, framføringer og unaturlig mye opphoping av elevarbeid som desverre kolliderte med elevenes konfirmasjonsleir i regi av Den Norske Kirke. Tilbakemeldingen vi som foreldre fikk fra skolen var kjapp og grei; Den Norske Kirke hadde allerede fått spist nok fra skolens dyrebare undervisningstid og pensumet måtte pløyes gjennom, men det var selvfølgelig beklagelig at skolekravene TILFELDIGVIS kolliderte så uheldig med en lenge planlat konfirmasjonsleir. MENS i dag forteller fjorårskonfirmanten, altså årets avgangselev ved samme skole, at Framføringer i fob.m. Eksamen blir utsatt pga. at Justin Bieber skal holde konsert i Oslo, og mange jenter vil dra dit!!!!!!! DA er det at jeg tenker på hva som er forskjellen på Jesus og Justin Bieber, for skolens regime er det samme. DA er det jeg tenker HVEM er det som bestemmer sånnt, og mistenker at de som innehar slik makt sikkert er tilsluttet Humanetisk forbund og er veldig glad i musikk og flink med instrumenter som får lyden i pipa til å snu med vinden. Hrrrmmmh..... Sånn tenker jeg nå, og kjenner at potetmosen pakker seg godt rundt pølsebitene i magen og at jeg blir kvalm.

NSA har nå tilgang til de fleste amerikaneres epost, inkludert alle kongressmedlemmer. Når informasjonen om alle personer i et land lagres, blir den et mektig våpen.

Dette inkluderer DIN epost, spesielt om du brukar Gmail. Det same gjeld Facebook:

Facebook forteller ikke brukerne hvordan de deler dataene med myndighetene og andre selskaper. Når du frivillig gir dem alt, kan de gjøre hva de vil. Og det gjør de. Du blir taperen.

Nettskyer og selskaper som lover kundene sine «backup», bør man også holde seg langt unna.

Backup betyr å gi dataene dine til noen andre. Ikke gjør det!


Tre slike USB-pinner koster ti dollar. Da har du all backupen du trenger.

nokon skrev:

Seriøst!?

Miromurr skrev:

Sitater sakset fra et intervju i DN i påska.

Miromurr skrev:

Det var et lengre, interessant intervju med en avhopper fra NSA, så joda.

Facebook-venn skrev:

Boy: Hey honey.
Girl: Hey.
Boy: I missed you at school today. Why weren’t you there?
Girl: Yeah, I had to go to the doctor.
Boy: Oh really? Why?
Girl: Oh nothing. Annual shots, that’s all.
Boy: Oh.
Girl: So what did we do in math today?
Boy: You didn’t miss anything great. Just lots of notes.
Girl: Ok good.
Boy: Yeah.
Girl: Hey, I have a question.
Boy: Ok, ask away.
Girl: How much do you love me?
Boy: You know I love you more than anything.
Girl: Yeah.
Boy: Why did you ask?
(Girl remains silent)
Boy: Is something wrong?
Girl: No, nothing at all.
Boy: Good.
Girl: How much do you care about me?
Boy: I would give you the world in a heartbeat if I could.
Girl: You would?
Boy sounding worried: Yeah. Of course I would. Is there something wrong?
Girl: No, everything’s fine.
Boy: Are you sure?
Girl: Yeah.
Boy: Ok. I hope so.
Girl: Would you die for me?
Boy: I would take a bullet for you any day,honey.
Girl: Really?
Boy: Any day. Now seriously, is there something wrong?
Girl: No, I’m fine, you’re fine, we’re fine,everyone’s fine.
Boy: Ok.
Girl: Well I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow at
school.
Boy: Alright, bye. I Love You.
Girl: Yeah, I love you too, bye.

The Next Day at School

Boy: Hey, have you seen my girlfriend today?
Friend: No.
Boy: Oh.
Friend: She wasn’t here yesterday either.
Boy: I know. She was acting all weird on the phone last night.
Friend: Well dude, you know how girls are sometimes…
Boy: Yeah, but not her.
Friend: I don’t know what else to say.
Boy: Ok. Well I got to go for English classes. I’ll see you after school.
Friend: Yeah. I got science classes myself. I’ll talk to you later.

That Night (Telephone rings)

Girl: Hello?
Boy: Hey.
Girl: Oh, hi.
Boy: Why weren’t you at school today?
Girl: Uh… I had another doctor’s appointment.
Boy: Are you sick?
Girl: Um… I have to go. My mom’s calling me on my other line.
Boy: I’ll wait.
Girl: It may take a while. I’ll call you later.
Boy: Alright, I love you honey.
(Very long pause)
Girl with tears in her eyes: Look, I think we should break up.
Boy: What?
Girl: It’s the best thing for us right now.
Boy: Why?
Girl: I love you.
(Girl hangs telephone with a click)
The girl doesn’t go to school for three more weeks.She doesn’t answer her phone either.

Boy: Hey dude.
Friend: Hey.
Boy: What’s up?
Friend: Nothing. Hey, have you talked to your ex- girlfriend lately?
Boy: No.
Friend: So you didn’t hear?
Boy: Hear what?
Friend: Um… I don’t know if I should be the one telling you…
Boy: Dude, just tell me!
Friend: Uh… Call this number 433-555-3468.
Boy: Ok.
Boy calls number after school.
Voice: Hello, Suppam County Hospital. This is Nurse Michelle.
Boy: Uh… I must have the wrong number. I’m looking for my friend.
Voice: What is her name, sir?
(Boy gives information)
Voice: Yes, this is the right number. She is one of our patients here.
Boy: Really? Why? What happened? How is she?
Voice: Her Room Number is 646, Suite 3 in Building A.
Boy: What Happened?!
Voice: Please come by sir and you can see her,goodbye.
Boy: Wait! No!

Boy goes to hospital and to Room Number 646, Suite 3 in Building A. He sees girl lying on hospital bed.

Boy: Oh my god! Are you ok??
Girl: …
Boy: Sweetie! Talk to me!
Girl: I…
Boy: You what? You What?
Girl: I have cancer and I’m on life support.
(Boy breaks into tears)
Girl: They’re taking me off tonight
Boy: Why?
Girl: I wanted to tell you but I couldn’t.
Boy: Why didn’t you tell me?
Girl: I didn’t want to hurt you.
Boy: You could never hurt me.
Girl: I just wanted to see if you felt the same as I felt about you.
(Boy is puzzled)
Girl: I love you more than anything. I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you.
Boy: …
Girl: Don’t be sad, I love you and I’ll always be here with you.
Boy: Then why did you break up with me?

Nurse: Young man, visiting hours are over. The
doctor needs to attend to the patient.

Boy leaves and girl is taken off life support at night. She passed away peacefully.

However, the boy didn’t know that the girl only asked him those questions over the phone so she could hear him say it one last time and she only broke up with him because she knew she only had three more weeks to live. She thought by doing so, it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her.

On The Next Day
The boy is found dead with a gun in his hand and with a note.
Written on the note were these words -

“I told her I would take a bullet for her, just like she said she would die for me.”
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