~Athemia

[[warning: rant coming]]
Okay, two weeks after it happened, I'm finally able to write about it.
I've never been so pissed for so long.
My mum has finally done what she has vowed to do: destroy my laptop.
Through a series of actions, she's effectively destroyed my external harddrive of 80GB - which contained all my work, not only for school, but images, stock collected over years, and about five stories that I was writing, roughly 50 pages each. Words fail me.

Not only that, but my laptop, which had it's own share of files and work, has also been blown, along with the battery cable.

She apologized, for the first time, three days later, but after she told me she didn't understand why she was feeling guilty. Well, I WONDER.

Her short-lived guilt trip has gotten me a new desktop computer. I've re-installed some stuff, but the programs I lost weren't the things I treasured the most. What I want back is my photos from years back to now. I want my stories back. One was even near completion - nearing 80 pages.

So now, I start over from scratch.
Whatever.