My previous post featured a sarcastic article that conflicted with all my interests to take advantage of the fact that somebody had hacked my school website to make it rick-roll everybody. They accredited (see synonym “framed”) this hacking to me, linking to my blog in the process. This allowed me to use my blog to broadcast that message to any folks who bothered to click on my name there to say that I was actually innocent.
Of course, I’m no stranger to love, and I myself rickrolled my school during an assembly presentation. But you know the rules and so do I, that was in good humour and didn’t involve giving epilepsy to the lower year parents who were expecting the new on-line extra-curricular activity registration system but instead were thrown at Rick Astley singing his heart out.
A full of commitments what I’m thinking of – I was immediately summoned by people who could join the two dots between the two mass rick-rolls together. “You wouldn’t get this from any other guy“, they said.
“I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling“, I replied. “Gotta make you understand“.
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
… and at this point I figured out that Rick Astley’s lyrics didn’t work too well in a blog post.
The website is full of security holes and I’m not surprised it got hacked. The next day after the site got restored, the hacker had hacked it again and put up a lovely “goodbye, and thanks for all the fish” page with … a shoutbox! This nifty widget allowed the students to go crazy on their thoughts, some impersonating staff members (such as the principal) – but more importantly allowed me to chat with the hacker, who was undoubtedly monitoring the messages. Interesting revelations ensued as he stated that he wasn’t the one who put my name on it (interestingly enough I remember my name was added a good 3 hours after the rickroll was added) and that my guess of an MSSQL injection was correct. Of course, the honesty of such individuals is always questionable, but I’m simply stating what happened. Here’s a screenshot I grabbed of the page:
Dan Fego on the previous post wisely suggested that “the next step is to find the bastard“. Unfortunately my involvement – or better put, lack of involvement – meant that I couldn’t exactly “find the bastard“. Personally like any other student I thought it was a fine joke – until my name was put up there of course.
So that means strolling throughout the school I don’t appreciate “hey, you whacked the site!” or “who did it, do you know?”.
There isn’t that much of an epic conclusion to the story (yet, perhaps?), and I’m back to doing my usual whatever.
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