should've posted here earlier.
so my dad's got the laptop back and the company gave us their diagnosis. turns out the hard drive got fucked up beyond recognition somehow because the laptop took such a beating over the months. i'm seething right now.
so now, all my data, my music, my art, is fucked. any drafted projects are fucked. the laptop itself is fucked.
and the real reason why is because of my shitty treatment of my things. i'm realizing that i'm just not any good at taking care of my things. i leave my laptop on, constantly let it fall on the ground by my shitty neglectfulness, and my insistence to leave it on just wound up burning up the cpu, as well as the battery, of which was overcharged because i never let it run on its own.
so yeah. there ya go. never trust me with my things. otherwise i'll fuck myself over.
i not only should've been 'more mindful' as i constantly chant to myself, but actually do some shit to prevent fucking up what i have.
at least i've got this phone, and i have a spare laptop/netbook thing. the phone's faster but harder to use.
so for now, i'll be lurking around and try to relax. not much else i can do.
but yeah. i genuinely hate myself for it and i'm going to have to try and change that shit, and give more of a shit about my things.
