Laptop Crash

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain. Rain = good. I really did smile and say to myself "ah, today will be a good day". I then grabbed my laptop and decided to blog about No. 6, the anime I'm currently watching.

And my laptop didn't start up.

It was loading for a long, long time. The Window's logo was there for a lot longer than usual. Then the screen turned black and the laptop just... shut down. So Windows did an automatic start-up check when I restarted, and found a whole bunch of issues that I knew little about.

This meant that I had to crawl out from my warm bed (which is right next to the window, allowing the beautiful sound of the pouring rain to flow through the glass~) and show the issues to Dad. Dad's response?

"...there's nothing we can really do about that. I still think this is memory related, hardware wise, and it'd probably be cheaper to buy a new laptop than try to repair that."

God dammit.

We did a search for restore points, but Windows kindly told me that there weren't any. This is rather odd, because I tend to create a restore point at every installation, just to be safe.
Windows, y u lie to me?

Right now we're booting Puppy Linux off of the disc (disc looks weird. I'm used to typing disk, but a quick Google search told me that disc is more appropriate for CD ROM's. Hm) and copying over my folders to an external harddrive. It's only going to take 50 minutes or so, so I guess I'll just... wait.

This isn't the perfect start to the morning that I was hoping to have.

But whatever. At least we can salvage my stuff, right? It could always be worse.

The irony is very bitter to taste, I must say. I actually started sharing my folders on the laptop last night so that I could start backing them up on the desktop (since this laptop has been kinda sick looking for awhile). I only got through the photos before deciding "hey, I'll back them up tomorrow". And right now, I can't, and I very much wish I had done it yesterday.

If there is a God, he totally hates me. Or perhaps he just enjoys tormenting me. I can't blame him, though. I'm terrible to my Sims.

Dad: Maybe we should flash the bios...
Me: Dad, I don't think you should be flashing anything.

Update: There was an error while moving files. Dad thinks we need to update the bios, but we need to do that through Windows, not Linux. Thing is, Windows refuses to start. At all. To fix that, Dad thinks we'll need to do a partial re-install at the very least, which will delete my files... sigh. We're going to have to mount the harddrive externally, which means driving down to Dad's work to steal the stuff we need. This isn't complicated, really, just very, very annoying.

My poor laptop. You have served me well over the past four years. I will never forget your services. You may pass on secure in the knowledge that, during your short life, you have accomplished much for your owner and have been extraordinarily helpful.
We will never forget you. I will never forget you, old chap. Thank you for your company over the years ♥