Password?

Today was my last day of lab class, and consisted of a five-minute survey and a ten-minute safety quiz, so I got back to my dorm around an hour earlier than usual. Emily has a class at the same time that goes till nine, but she didn't get out early like I did, so I walked back to my dorm with my lab partner (a new lab partner, not the dumb one that spilled acid all over me.)

We went into Anne and Emily's room rather than mine because I wasn't sure if Aliena was working on something, and Anne and David were both immersed in computer games (Call of Duty for Anne, World of Warcraft for David.) I was bored, so I started to get on Emily's computer to check my Facebook... and realized that she was already logged in on her own.

Me: -maniacal laughter-

I mean, come on. The girl doesn't password protect her computer (well, she does, but not from the screen saver) and she was ALREADY LOGGED IN to Facebook. She was ASKING to get messed with.

So of course I indulged myself, posting various status updates about how awesome I am, replacing her entire Flair board with hacking-related buttons or the four buttons I managed to find with my name on them, giving her a Twilight-related profile picture and desktop background, and rewriting most of her profile to reflect my awesomeness and her general inferiority as a vertically-challenged, adopted, unloved lefty.

Oh, and I tacked an extra paragraph onto her Seminar paper waxing eloquent on my amazingness and how I should be crowned supreme queen of the world.

Then to finish it all off, I switched her Facebook language to German so I could understand it and she couldn't, and changed her user account password to 'joelleisawesome'.

Needless to say, she was VERY UNHAPPY when she got back from her class.