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1. Password Hints

If you’ve got online accounts, you’ve probably answered a dozen different security questions, telling your bank or brokerage firm your Mom’s maiden name; the church you were married in; or the name of your favorite song. Have similar things on the information page of your Facebook profile? You’re in for a royal treat by giving crooks an easy way to guess your passwords. Big NO NO!

2. Home Addresses

Facebook is a great way for organizing meet-ups with friends, but listing your private house party on there is not a very good idea. Unless you’re up for the kind of shindig that involves hundreds of party crashers  ripping up the carpet, spilling booze all over and doing away with your family valuable. To be honest, we would have thought people wised up by now after the dangers of Craigslist were exposed, but I still see this happening and people are still posting their personal information on Facebook

3.  Vacation Messages

Time for a bit of holiday in the sun? Good for you because you deserve it. Just try not to sign off for your trip with a status update along the lines of: ‘Yippee! Off to France for 10 days tomorrow!’ It’s not that we’re jealous (honest), it’s just that putting that kind of information online is little better than slapping a ‘not home for weeks’ poster on your front door. Even if you’ve taken the sensible precaution of not including your address on your Facebook page, it can still be easily found elsewhere online, especially with the new graph search.

Facebook knows who you are, what you’re interested in, where you go on the web, what apps you use, and more with this new graph search. However, other companies have bits and pieces of these data sets. LinkedIn knows your resume, Google knows your web searches, Twitter knows who and what  you follow, Apple and Amazon have your all credit card number on file, and your phone’s OS maker knows what apps you’ve downloaded. This is CIA of 21 st century. Who your real-life friends are, though, is Facebook’s domain. Nothing is every private.

There’s plenty of noise about all this. Some people blindly accept most requests they get, while others send them to anyone they meet once, and all the connections and networks grow over the years and quadruple. Still, if you want to jumpstart a social app, Facebook’s Find Friends feature is very valuable. It can be the difference between an empty feed and low retention, and a vibrant, addictive feed teeming with content from people you care about.

4.  Facebook Games

Time for a reality check. No one cares that you found a golden egg in your imaginary cowshed or that your cafe is growing super-great or farm is multiplying after being watered by good friend. In fact, people care so little, there are now even browser plug-ins available that will prevent Facebook game updates from showing in Facebook feeds. If you’re going to waste your time on Farmville or similar games, fair enough. Just turn off the auto-updates, please?

5. Confessions

This is not the place to make a big, large confession. You may hate your job, lie on your taxes or be a really good illicit drugs, but this is no place to confess it. Employers commonly peruse social networking sites to determine who they will hire — and, sometimes, who to fire.

Need proof? An emergency dispatcher was fired in Wisconsin for revealing drug use; a waitress got canned for complaining about customers and the Pittsburgh Pirate’s mascot was dumped for bashing the team on Facebook.  All in all, an estimated  8% of companies fired someone for “misuse” of social media.

The most appalling story?  A mother of three  was canned for posting on Facebook. She was fired after her employer claimed she violated the company’s social media policy by posting that the Harbin Clinic could not treat her sick child. Like millions of other, Roberson joined Facebook to keep in touch with family and friends.

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You can call me an honest liar. This is a cliche my friends have given me when they actually mean ‘lawyer’, my profession.

Many people just do not understand me. I am  a 300 lbs man, who is still unmarried, and approaching midlife crisis. I work as a lawyer and enjoy spending most of my time working and chilling with my “bummed” friends. One of them is a lawyer, but what kind of lawyer is he when he inhales illegal substances?

Today, I am going to intrigue you with some of my deepest, darkest secrets. They’re juicy, they’re scandalous and they are going to have your jaw dropping within seconds. So here are my top 10 confessions.

1. Confession # 1:

I have this friend; let’s call him Nate. Nate is uneducated, has no job, lives off of his parents and smokes weed all day. Oh wait…I lied. He did work once at a Frozen Yogurt joint in the beach area. He ran the business down such a path that the grim reaper could have done a better job running it.

My friends, including Nate, and I go to Montreal. We have such a wonderful time together, but on the way back, we are stopped by the police for speeding. Nate almost gets us arrested because he decided to transport illegal drugs in his underwear-to be sold at home.

2. Confession #2:

Nate is not my only moron of a friend. Butch is even worse and when I say worse hold on to your jaws with this one because you are in for a shocker.

My friends and I go on vacation to Las Vegas. We stay at one of the most prestigious hotels on The Strip. A trip would not be a trip without a visit to Sapphire, the most dazzling strip club in the whole of Las Vegas. This is where Butch lost $3,500 on 1 stripper.

How? He gave the stripper $700 to come to his hotel room for some more 1 on 1. He spent $1,500 schmoozing with the stripper, buying her vodka and water. That’s not all; he booked a hotel room for 2 at Wynn. The only problem-stripper never showed up.

3. Confession # 3:

My sister is getting married. She is such a doll. I cannot find a date for her wedding, so my friend refers me to a girl that is interested in 1 date guys. Those girls do not come cheap. In fact, the day before the wedding, I take her on a shopping spree to Buffalo, where she bought over $2,000 of merchandise. I might as well have used the money for an escort.

4. Confession #4:

I have a client who is 100 years old and is trying to evade her problematic son. The mother and son have been feuding for over 10 years. I defend the mother against the tyrant son, but when the mother dies, it is revealed that she was schizophrenic. Gee, maybe the son was right all along, the mother may have been crazy after all.

5. Confession #5:

I am late; I have never been on time, not even once. I book appointments and come 4 to 5 hours later. My friends keep screaming at me, but they simply cannot change me.

Hello, my name Barnie and I am 26 years old. I am a narcissistic assbite who takes pleasure in other people’s misery. My cocky attitude should win the Nobel Peace prize as I am a no good two shoe type of guy.

Confession # 1:

I’ve been dating this girl Lisa for almost 3 years. We met each other on a New York trip in December of 2009. Initially I did not feel any attraction towards Robyn, as I was more interested in her best friend, Carly. Carly goes to school in another town and was too much of a princess type for me to date. So I stole Meagan right from under my best friend’s nose and started dating her instead.

Our dating life was not much for the first 3 months. In fact, it took me 3 months to declare my love for Lisa and another month more to kiss her. Then I messaged my friends saying “I finally found the balls to kiss her.”

Confession # 2:

My friend Adam is very introverted. He came out of a long term relationship with a medical student and was dealing with the repercussions. When we went on the France trip together, he fell in love with an average girl. It took him forever to ask that girl out. What do I do? I talk in Spanish behind his back, trying to make him grow some balls that I seem to not have.

Confession 3:

I am missing some bollox, can anyone spare me a few? I get boners from watching butt-pirates kiss each other.

I am actually a homophobic jerk, if you have not guessed so already. I will not be friends with anyone who is homosexual. In fact, I called the police on a guy who I thought was gay and reported him for being a stalker. He turned out to be cooler than I am and is now getting married to a real woman or at least I hope she is.

Confession #4:

My friend Callum got married this past September. Callum and I have been best buds for over 10 years. When it comes to mutual friends, we do not see eye to eye.

I did not want to go to Callum’s wedding because he invited that butt-pirate I called the police on. I initially said I was going, but told my friend Adam to tell Callum that I, in fact, was not going. Adam forgot to say something to Callum.

I ended up texting Callum 1 week before the wedding using Robyn’s phone, telling him we will not come. What a dolt; am I not?

Confession #5:

I’m a bad loser. Experience has taught me how to be gracious in triumph. I just take pleasure in seeing other people suffering. Am I so bad?

Confession # 6:

You see, I am far from being an idiot, I simply possess an openness that most of us reserve for the sake of polite society.

Confession # 7:

Still, unmarried! I play tricks in my mind, and you can see me slowly losing my sanity. I even started not to believe who I really am anymore. I am not the king of the suburbs….I am the king of the janitorial business.

Confession # 8:

I recently opened up a forum to connect those who need help with those who can provide help. Hmm..maybe I can find some psychologists on here.

Confession # 9:

I enjoy torturing others and making them pay. In fact, I am the type of person that loves rubbing salt on other peoples’ wounds.

Confession #10:

I am a virgin and proud of it. I intend to do it with my gf when and if we get married.

Summary:

This article is a figure of my imagination. All of the confessions stipulated in this post have been fictionalized.

There is a moral lesson to this article. You need to be considerate of others and treat everyone around you with respect. Some of these confessions, I’ve seen all too many times, and hope they raise the message to stop bullying.

Hi readers, I welcome you to the life of a gossip girl. Many people see me as trash, someone who cannot be trusted, and someone who is nosey. But really, am I all those things? I care about others and try to understand how they feel. That’s all! I swear.

I am a stay at home mom with 3 kids. My husband and I just bought a $2 million house; we live such a glorious life. My kids are in a private school, one of the finest, if you ask me. Life is a darling, especially when I can put my feet up all day and sit back and relax.

Let’s see if you agree with me. I welcome you to comment on our blog. Tata for now!

Confession # 1:

My cousin-in-law is getting married. She’s been dating this guy for 6 years now. Finally he gets the balls to propose. I wanted him to propose 3 months into their relationship. What business is it of mine?

Anyhow, I am my nosey self. I try to pry myself into his life, trying to find the dirt to expose him. When I learn his mother’s brother is cheating on his wife, I spread the cheer around. When the hubby to be gets into a legal battle, I try to get to the crux of what happened. Then I spread the cheer again.

Am I really a bad person? He deleted me off of Facebook. Keep reading…

Confession # 2:

Oh my! My cousin-in-law’s birthday is coming up. Everyone knows that her boyfriend wants to propose. He warns the whole family to be on guard for the date, so that everyone will be ready. The night before the birthday/engagement, I accidentally ruin things. I forget that I have tickets to see Britney Spears live in concert.

Oopsie Daisy. Am I really that bad? Keep reading…

Confession # 3:

My happy life with my husband was not always this happy. I came as a refugee from Odessa, Ukraine. I had to get married to stay in the country. We finally decide to do that…oops…my parents are rich. God forbid, my husband tries to steal our money. I ask for a prenup. His parents go crazy.

So when we actually get married, my parents decide that the groom’s parents should pay for the whole wedding. Since the groom’s parents already bought the house for the son, my parents thought they should not pay a dime. I could care less about it.

Confession # 4:

This gets juicy. My readers, you are in for a real royal treat with this one. My parents-in-law buy me a house, keep me in the country, and pay for my wedding. I still do not like the mother-in-law. She’s just not my cup of tea. I forbid her to touch her grandkids and forbid her to help me out. Everything has to be done by my mother. No one does it better than her.

Confession # 5:

So what else! Well, I don’t work. In fact, I’ve never worked a day in my life. I do love to drive and chit chat with my friend, sipping coffee with my friends as my husband works his but off everyday.

Should I look for a job? Can anyone find me one? This economy is horrible to me.

Confession # 6:

I am also a college drop-out. That’s probably why I cannot find work. I spent a semester in college and couldn’t do it. I told my husband that it should be him working and me raising our kids.

Confession # 7:

I am a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world. I am fantastic!

Right; back to the article. I love Facebook and sit on it every day, almost all day if you ask me. Am I too addicted? I just love listening to others’ feeds and talking to friends.

Confession # 8:

I am highly criticized for exposing too much on Facebook. However, I love the attention and others commenting about my beauty. My family and I went on vacation when I was pregnant. My boobs were double the size. I took several pictures, and posted them on Facebook.

Am I so bad? I want to be good looking.

Confession # 9:

I am also highly criticized for posting the inappropriate on Facebook. I took photos of my husband sleeping in his underwear and posted them on Facebook.

I didn’t mean to do anything bad? I just thought it was normal.

Confession # 10:

Anyhow, tada for now. But before you go, here is #10:

I am a narcissist and everything I do is based on my beliefs. So tell me…just because this is my ideology, gives someone the right to criticize me? Please agree with me….I beg you. I WANT YOUR APPROVAL!

These stories are all fictions of my imagination. The article was done for entertainment purposes and nothing else.