Today I learn my lesson to not depend on technology (and little sisters). I got home from uni about an hour ago, changed into something comfortable, tied my hair, played some Beatles and I was ready to burn the midnight oil tonight to complete a whole load of work that's due this Wed. But when I opened my D-drive, EVERYTHING was gone. Only one weird file titled 'Download Servlet' was in it. . . . This is such a terrible feeling. Terribly terrible feeling . . . . I tried shutting down and restarting and bla bla bla. I even downloaded this software called ''Undelete Plus" incase some lil rascal accidentally deleted something. But I think it's a virus. Cause I can't view my camera memory card to do some sketches too.
I don't care about my researches for work. Mildly care about my writtings and past artwork and findings of interesting artworks and writtings by other people. But I really, really, really care about the pictures with family and friends from highschool until date.
I feel so horrible and helpless right now :(
I'm venting in a silly blog that's supposed to be about happy things :( :(
Because my phone is out of load :( :( :(
Humans are out of reach.
Look at how dependant on technology I am. Handphone. D-drives...
It's disgusting. :(
In consolation, I guess alot of pictures are in my facebook. But ALOT are not. The best ones are not in facebook. The candid ones of my siblings and Milou ( my cute little dog ). I was going to submit a picture of him ''smilling'' for this ''Cutest Pet'' thing and take him out on the 29th for this pet event thing. Pics from the sweet nothings of hanging out with friends during highschool days/college days/outings/parties. The ones that were overexposed, too noisy, but awesome in essence. My 18th birthday. All the follow-ups of my 17th birthday. Videos. Backstage for dance shows. Eating with the family.. It's not often my family sits down together, all 5 of us and sit down for a meal. I think the last time that happened was sometime last month for the Chinese New Year celebration. Those pics are gone too. . . Bla bla bla.. Ohh.. And I kept everything so well organized. Chronology of events. Each year it's own folder. This is so depressing... I can't afford this ''lapse'' or wtv. . . I have work to get back to . . . :( :( :( :( . . .
Pictures and videos are not that important right . ? Just cause I lost the pictures and videos of friends and family doesn't erase the fact that I experienced all those things with them. Photographs are great to revisit such memories though. Especially when you're looking through ''2008'' and you stumble across some moments you forgot. And it just makes your heart smile & you feel awesome like a lil possum inside . . :( :( :( :(
I guess.. 2009 will bring more pics and videos, that I will religiously burn into DVDs or something . Meanwhile, I might give myself another hour to feel horrible about this. . . Maybe play an exercise listing down '' 100 Things That Could Be Worse Than Losing All Those Pictures In Your D-Drive " to try to feel better . . . I'm suddenly very angry with IT people who invent such terrible viruses and spywares. I imagine them enjoying some IT joke like, " ERROR 238798472934 !!! " followed by a sinister laugh, each time their monstrous html creations put some people in misery.
. . . . . . Buy me an ice-cream the next time you see me or pat my head. I might like that. I'm sure it feels much better than talking to myself in this space.
Thanks in advanced, dear reader.
Empty, helpless, D-Drive(less), Handphone-loadless,
Sofia
I guess.. 2009 will bring more pics and videos, that I will religiously burn into DVDs or something . Meanwhile, I might give myself another hour to feel horrible about this. . . Maybe play an exercise listing down '' 100 Things That Could Be Worse Than Losing All Those Pictures In Your D-Drive " to try to feel better . . . I'm suddenly very angry with IT people who invent such terrible viruses and spywares. I imagine them enjoying some IT joke like, " ERROR 238798472934 !!! " followed by a sinister laugh, each time their monstrous html creations put some people in misery.
. . . . . . Buy me an ice-cream the next time you see me or pat my head. I might like that. I'm sure it feels much better than talking to myself in this space.
Thanks in advanced, dear reader.
Empty, helpless, D-Drive(less), Handphone-loadless,
Sofia
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