Yalei Wang

A laptop is a Writer's livelihood

And mine decided to fuck itself up last night. I don't care if i'm being melodramatic, i'm going insane with worry right now. I mean, OK. So i've backed up all my essays and my work, but the biggest thing i'm worried about is iTunes. I know there are programs you can download that can get all your music back onto a new computer... but they're always so dodgy. So i've resorted to writing my blog post on my dads shit PC. Which sucks hard by the way. Not only are they ugly, but they are also really clumsy and you know when you send a document, it's gonna come up all weird on a MAC ( Which is what most people these days use anyway ). I think it's my fault. When i was getting all drunk with mum, i spilled some red wine on the keyboard. Not an extraordinarily worrying amount, just a little. But apparently, that little bit was enough to cause this much of a meltdown in my life. We've always joked to one another about how our whole lives are on our laptops. But boy, those weren't jokes really were they? I couldn't even scan in the photo of last nights thought on this PC and had to take a photo with my iPhone instead. Petty you say? It caused me so much anger.

You're so bloody stupid, Yalei 

Thankfully, my dad is taking it to the repair place this Friday after much demand from me. But that's not even enough to salvage any hope for me. What if it's really dead? My dad joked to me that most kids would LOVE to get a new laptop. A brand new shining MACBOOK. But i don't want a fucking new computer. I want this one that i've used for basically my whole burgeoning career as a writer. I've gotten opportunities through that mac, invitations to write on that mac, i've sent videos from here to Canada from it, i've written my most honest and gut wrenching shit on that mac. This new mac just seems like a ' too perfect ' friend that your parents introduce to you, hoping that you'll get along. HEY MAC, I LOVE YOU MAN. You've been a brother to me and you've always managed to make me look really good on Photobooth, something that i'm so grateful for. I hope this Friday this guy at the repair place can just laugh in my face and be like " YOU CALL THIS A PROBLEM? " and boom it's fixed.

Pray
Pray
Pray for me.

xxx