Gone.

So, when I came back home from pre-ordering the new iPod nano, I discovered that my laptop had died in my absence.
It lights turned on but it was making no sound and the screen remained black.
I paniked. (Paniced? Panicked? Paniched?)
I tried plugging it in and unplugging it. I fumbled around to let the battery free of its prison, only to cram it back in after waiting a couple seconds.
I kept turning it on and off, on and off, hoping that the next time I treid turning it on, it would be like it was before and make the reassuring beep we all know and love.

No beep.

And in this instant, my heart grew heavy and mind stood still.
Everything that has been important to me in the past 2 years had been stored on there.
Papers I had wrote that I had been proud of, that I would have liked to read again in the future.
Lyrics and songs I had recorded in the privacy of my room when I couldn't fall asleep.
Pictures I created on Microsoft Paint, picture of friends, picture of loved ones and lovED ones.
I kept a record of any texts written to me via e-mail, letters, or, well, texts, in one file so I could look upon them one day and reminisce of days of yore. Everything I had loved and felt worth keeping, was in there. I even made double copies of things truly important and placed tehm in seperate folders, just in case something got deleted by accident. But this. This I did not ever imagine. I never thought about the entire laptop failing!

This is where the swearing and banging of the laptop occured.
The desperate pleas to everyone I know.
This has to be fixed.

I'm going into BestBuy tomorrow.
Apparently they have to ship it off to HP so they can fix it. CSA or something.
A friend of mine works there so he said he'll do a backup of the harddrive for me and ship it off right away.
I have faith and that's really all I can depend on right now.
I have faith in you my friend.
My heart and memories are in your hands.
Hack the mainframe. Hack the mainframe.