My computer died this weekend. I went to turn it on, and nothing happened. No screen of death, no beeping. Just silence. Just black.
Symbolic, really.
Five years worth of photos, presentations, assignments, papers, projects, resumes, applications, silly PhotoBooth pictures, music, QLab files--a whole lot of work, a bundle of memories, and all of it went black.
Oh, and I graduate in two weeks. Bye college career.
The magic-genius-bar-humans at the Apple Store told me there was a problem with my logic disk, and they would have to send it in and blah blah money money blah numbers blah. So, after walking in and out a couple times, phone calls to Dad, milling around the container store with Bianca, somehow I was buying a new computer. AND OKAY. Usually I am prepared for these kinds of things. Big purchases, y'know. But no. And then, trying to help, magic-genius-bar-humans keep asking me this:
"What will you be using your computer for?"
Excuse me, what.
Instinct answer: allllll the school things.
Real answer: WHAT. Wait, I'm graduating so I don't know maybe I will be writing maybe I will be just on Facebook and Netflix for the rest of my life maybe I will need to program sound for some shows maybe I will need to do big projects oh shoot you close in seven minutes maybe I don't even need a computer do I just want an iPad but no I want a computer but what kind good question and I really would like to answer that for you but I can't right now because you are asking me to see the future and as much as I want to help with that and yes I realize that I'm not breathing right now is that a problem for you...what...macbook air...ok and you need money for that well lemme see how much is in my account ok drama well goodbye money hello adulthood yes I'll just come back next week to see if you can save all of my precious memories but in the meantime I'll continue to hold my breath unknowingly... [brains have no filter, structure, etc.]
Excuse me, what.
Instinct answer: allllll the school things.
Real answer: WHAT. Wait, I'm graduating so I don't know maybe I will be writing maybe I will be just on Facebook and Netflix for the rest of my life maybe I will need to program sound for some shows maybe I will need to do big projects oh shoot you close in seven minutes maybe I don't even need a computer do I just want an iPad but no I want a computer but what kind good question and I really would like to answer that for you but I can't right now because you are asking me to see the future and as much as I want to help with that and yes I realize that I'm not breathing right now is that a problem for you...what...macbook air...ok and you need money for that well lemme see how much is in my account ok drama well goodbye money hello adulthood yes I'll just come back next week to see if you can save all of my precious memories but in the meantime I'll continue to hold my breath unknowingly... [brains have no filter, structure, etc.]
It took me almost 24 hours of glancing occasionally across the room at the Apple Store bag before I could open it. I don't really know why. Because, um, hello...new computer--how fun!
Anyone think that this mini panic attack has nothing to do with a computer and everything to do with graduation? NAH.
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RIP MacBook Pro 2011. Thanks for seein' me through my undergrad. Because you're probably the only one who truly knows it all.
Hello, MacBook Air. Thanks for giving me a fresh start, wherever that may lead.
Update: Data migration was successful, and all my wonderful documents, photos, etc., are safe. But I will be purchasing an external hard drive and backing everything up x1098382394.
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