today my old mac died.
i have to be honest and say i haven’t opened it for quite some time, siguro for a month or so already, and today while chatting with my favorite man i decided to check out old school songs that were stored inside her. when i opened it, all that welcomed me was a folder with a question mark. being the computer amateur that i am, i pretty much assumed that it won’t open. ouch.
my ibook, which has served me well for over 2 years have decided that i have to move on with the macbook.
it has been hanging on for it’s dear life for quite some time now, before i bought the macbook, it was already having problems when i open more than 2 programs at once, and my battery was already busted. the power adapter had to be plugged at all times when i used it – and mainly these are the reasons why i decided to bring the macbook more than the ibook.
with over 30G of songs, 20G of pictures, and an uncountable number of poems, essays, musings that i haven’t published (and dare not publish)yet, i still don’t know if i would be able to recover everything.
i stared at it for a good minute or so, hoping that in staring i would be able to miraculously see the desktop, and then succumbed to trying to remember the memories that were instored inside her. the past 2 years of my life, she knew well, so it’s not surprising that i grew attached to her. somehow, she knew me the most.
tomorrow i will go to the mac center in hopes that they would be able to revive her together with the things inside. but right now, i know i have to prepare myself that they will be forever lost, and their only place would be in my own memories.
it is time to move on. and somehow, i’ve got a funny feeling that i’ll be making new, wonderful memories soon, so it can’t be that bad. 🙂