Crash and Burn

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Just several days ago I mentioned in my blog about my beloved desktop computer (see Notebook Idiot). 

It’s the one I am so used to… the one that I, most often than not, choose over my new Notebook.  Most of my blogs were created using that unit.  All the articles I have written in the past three years were typed and printed and emailed using the same.  I have spent countless hours in front of it writing an article, blogging, chatting with friends, doing Facebook, checking emails, banking online, SHOPPING online… uploading pictures, taking pictures of myself using the webcam… making reviewers for my son… and the list goes on (and on and on).

For quite some time now, we have noticed that said computer was painstakingly slow.  It took time to turn on, it took time to load a webpage, and sometimes in the middle of a chat message, it would just cease functioning.  Like a person holding his breath for several seconds, the cursor will just stay still –or at times, disappear – only to get revived even before my count reaches ten.

I have been meaning to erase all unnecessary and insignificant documents.  I have been meaning to make a back up file of my articles, my pictures… everything.  I have copied some, but there were others that I just couldn’t bear delete. 

I kept putting off cleaning the accounts, deleting old files, copying important documents and pictures.

And I guess you know what happens when you keep putting things off…


 7:30pm., Sunday evening 

SGM: (Asking for about the fifth time, trying not to sound too worried)  Are you sure you can save ALL my files?

Poor Computer Technician:  I will see what I can do ma’am.  But I am doing my best, don’t worry.

SGM:  Can I wait for it or should I just come back for it tomorrow?

PCT: (looks at the clock) Erm, it’s okay, we’re open until 10pm.

SGM: (In panic) You mean I have to wait until ten??!

I have been in this computer shop since 4:30 in the afternoon.  It took almost three hours before the technician was able to bring my computer back to life.  But reviving it was just the first step… he still had to find out if my files were still intact… or if they were still actually there. 

Three hours of pacing back and forth, just waiting for some update from the technician.  My throat was getting dry of thirst, my stomach was grumbling, part of me was wondering what stores at the mall were on sale and if I would have the chance to check them out.  Okay, so I ignored the last thought, there were more pressing matters that needed to be addressed.  I didn’t go to the mall to shop…

I went to have my poor, beloved pc repaired because it crashed without warning.  Without giving me the chance to ready myself, the computer just died.

computer god at work

And now I am doing my best to be friends with the technician because he’s the only one who can revive my unit.  He is the only one who can retrieve what I have lost (translation: ALL MY FILES).  In his hands lies the fate of my dear computer.

If he succeeds, I promise to give him a huge tip… and will probably include him in my Christmas list for this year.


The crash of my computer made me realize several things.

For one, we are creatures of habit.  Well, at least, I am.  I am so used to my daily routine of sitting in front of the desktop during weekdays that the mere thought of not having said computer on the table come Monday morning made me anxious somewhat.  This is normally how I feel when I run out of coffee… my hands begin to shake and my heart starts palpitating.  Withdrawal symptoms to the very core. 

The thing is, I have been lazy, too.  I know I should have diligently made a back up of my files… yet I didn’t.  I also know that I should have long erased the documents that I didn’t need… yet I didn’t.  And I should have made hard copies of the pictures that I have uploaded… obviously, I still haven’t.  Now the thought of losing all of them just makes me so sad… and angry at myself, too.

The Rise of the Machines

In this modern world, we rely too much on the mechanical, hi-tech things that we forget… we forget that things do break down.  Computers crash.  Those small chips found inside the computer can short circuit, overload, burn.  You can lose everything with just a blink of an eye. 

When you forget something that you’ve been keeping in the central processing unit of your brain, you feel sad and you do all your darnedest just to retrieve it. Sometimes, you succeed.   But when your computer crashes and loses all that you have saved in it, it doesn’t feel a thing.   You are still the one left feeling sorry and helpless and like a total idiot for putting too much trust on the mechanical.


9:30am, Monday

Text message from Computer Technician (turned God of the Computers): Good morning!  Your computer’s fixed, your files restored, I will just have to update your antivirus.  You may get your unit by lunchtime.

SGM’s thought balloon:  Sorry I cannot text back, I am too busy jumping for joy!!!

Okay, so what exactly did I learn from the experience…

Always have back upDon’t overloadPictures printed on paper are still way better than pictures saved on a disc. Listen to your gut when it says something wrong is going to happen if you don’t do things differently. Trust in the skill (or power) of the person who knows what he’s doing (translation: Don’t attempt to fix something if you have no idea how to).

And though painful, sometimes, you really just have to let go

But then again, sometimes, you get lucky. So be thankful… and learn your lesson.

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Photos via google image

*this entry was created using the new Notebook and uploaded using the newly revived desktop pc. How’s that for teamwork? 🙂

baby, what’s your number?

my cellphone conked out last week.  and so i have spent the past how many nights transferring my contacts from the old phone to a new one.   it was tiring, it was tedious and to a certain extent, it was frustrating. since my sim won’t accept more numbers, i had to manually key in most numbers and save it in the new unit.  it was truly time consuming. 

the whole exercise made me realize a number of things.  for one, i didn’t know that i had more than a hundred contacts in my cellphone.  i have friends, non-friends, fastfood chains, schools… you name it, i think i have it in my phone.  but when i think about it, i hardly talk to anyone using my cell.  i think i send messages to a privileged few… but judging from the number of contacts that i have, one would think i am a politician… or a publicist… or someone from the mail list service company.

another thing i realized is that gone are the days when i took effort to remember the phone numbers of my friends, even my family members.   i used to take pride in easily memorizing — and reciting — different phone numbers.  but now, because it is so easy to ‘save’ contacts, geesh, i am totally reliant on my phone.  and so when my phone conked out, i felt paralyzed.  like, someone sends me a sweet text message, and since i have no idea whose number it was, i had to reply with, “who is this please?”   it’s a shame, really! 

i have practically allowed a small chip to do the thinking and memorizing for me.  less work for my brain cells… bigger chances of making brain cells shrink due to atrophy (if that’s ever possible).

after successfully moving about 3/4 of my contacts to the new unit,  i realized that there still are messages AND pictures stored in the old one.  okay, so now more than ever, i feel like i cannot part with the old unit — because it has MY memories stored in it. 

thoughtful messages from friends… sweet messages from relatives… really funny messages that made me smile whenever i read them… messages that i can use for blackmail… bible verses… birthday greetings (two years counting)… greetings from other festive occasions… HOW can i part with those???

i have reminders in my phone.. of birthdays, anniversaries, important events.  and then there are the pictures… of people, places, and different events and happenings.  there are pictures of moments.  wonderful moments.  pictures that i know i should find time to save elsewhere before i totally discard of the phone.

yes, modern technology has brought us a long way.  technology has made a lot of things possible, and in a sense helped make things easier… made people feel closer… everything is now within reach… the world now seems much smaller. 

yet in the process, there are things, too, that i stopped doing… or i have forgotten to do… because there is something that can do the work for me.  i store names and numbers instead of memorizing them… i send text messages instead of actually talking to people… i take pictures using my phone and leave the pictures there, undeveloped, until the phone conks out and i lose them.  sometimes i feel so paranoid when i don’t receive any text message the whole day.  it’s like i suddenly became friendless or unpopular…. maybe paranoid and psycho is more apt.

i therefore resolve that i will not let my cellphone rule my existence from now on.  i will try to remember the numbers of the people who matter… and yes, of my favorite food places, as well.  i will remember birthdays, anniversaries.  i will make an effort. 

there simply are things that should not be just saved in a microchip.  there are things… moments… that should be embedded in one’s mind and heart.