Today’s Song: “Brendan’s Death Song” by Red Hot Chili Peppers
In this day and age, technology is everywhere. We know that. Everywhere you look, you will see at least one person on their smart phone, calling or Tweeting or Snapchatting anyone around the world. Pretty amazing. Until your technology goes to crap.
This is apparently the theme of my life
Right now, things of the mechanical nature are pretty much laughing at me while they break to pieces around me. First, there was the phone. Then the smoke coming from under the hood of my car (always a great sign), and now, the dreaded computer crash.
Lucky for me, right during the time when everything stops being metaphorical grades to become assignments due in a week, my computer stopped working. So I took it into the library. See, the library has this nice little office hidden behind the help desk that takes your computer and diagnoses and fixes it. Oh the resources I wish I never had to use.
I am number three? Four?
When I first got my computer (and let’s face it, now I will absolutely refuse to buy another Dell ever again), less than a month later I had to replace the hardrive. Weird right? Less than a month after that, it crashed again, this time while I was visiting my mom in North Carolina. Super weird. After freaking out, I called Dell and got it replaced again. Now, the details are fuzzy—this was three and a half years ago and I was a bit preoccupied panicking about coming here to college—but it was either then or a time after that, that I had to once more replace the hardrive, and then the motherboard.
The weirdness was too much to handle, had I gotten a possessed computer that really hated me? No, just a loose screw. That’s right, a literal loose screw (for the fan which strangely had all of its screws in place), had been bouncing around for the two months I had owned the computer, destroying all the intricate works within at a whim.
Now, I’m to shell out about $200. Why? To replace the hardrive of course! Rebuild the operating system, and rescue my data. Luckily my data has been saved—I found out about an hour ago—and the library loaned me a computer so I wasn’t absolutely at a loss, though it is a Mac (ew, no thank you).
Open request to the universe:
Please, please stop messing with me. I’ve got too much to handle already.
Until next time.