I hate technology, that is certain now. Though I am well aware that it is with technology that I am reaching you all. I hate technology because of how dependent it has made me. So last week, I am trying to write something, day dreaming, staring at the walls and then bending my head to let my fingers type away and suddenly, the damn things doesn't even give me a warning (!), my laptop hangs. I say ok, not a big problem and I switch it off and switch on again. And there is nothing. A dark black screen stares back at me. I stare harder, hoping it will relent. But no, I have never been able to get the better of damn technology and I blink first.
Some frantic calls later, I end up in the service centre in the other side of this polluted world I now live in and more running around later, I walk home with a lighter bag. A long, frustrating week later, I get the system back today, finally! And technology is still going ha-ha at me. All of the data is there, I paid a mini bomb to get it restored, but I can't find anything! I don't know where my files are, where the favourites bar is (so so many important websites), I can't even find the bloody MS Word!!! Talk about frustration. Plus the recycle bin lands up in all corners of the screen, the screensaver won't stay, I can't get Word! I mean, is that the heights of an argh! moment or what!!!
I hate technology, in case you still didn't get it from the rant above. I managed to get internet working, though Chrome won't show up on the desktop and I have to click some million folders to get to it. And so I could rant. And no, I don't feel better. Oh, I forget, my laptop says hello in Chinese when I switch it on now!!! Talk about salt on the wound!!
Someone told me I should go back to using pen and paper. Gladly, I tell you, gladly. Just that the damn world won't follow, will it?
I will get it working, I think. And emerge all the more wiser. (You see, I have to tell myself that) Till then, let me continue cringing and going argh!
Oh, plus, coffee makes me feel horrible in the stomach now! Kind of a bad bad feeling that almost forces me to think twice about that second cup. And this is not even my usual strong coffee, mind you! I never thought I would live to say this! My once-addiction, my source of solace from the world, the coffee! Ma tells me its a good sign that I am being healthy. Well, booo to that. Am I not allowed to have even that one vice of choice? Well, argh to that as well!!! :-(