Frosty Friday

It's been a fairly cold day, with the tops of 19 degrees celsius I spent a majority of my day in uni, tucked in the corner of the library trying to catch up with work I've been far too lazy to put 100% into. I hate weather like this; sunny yet chilly - simply because I can never think of the right outfit to wear, other than that I quite like the feel of the breeze on my skin. 

I was able to find my long lost favourite pair of leggings which had the half wetlook thing going on. I don't quite know how to describe it but hopefully you all know what I'm talking about. It was lovely however meeting up with my best friend for lunch for an hour and just do what we do best; laugh. As well as have that feeling of accomplishment when you successfully escape the wrath of a boring lecture. 

I walked home just so I could get that hit of exercise only to discover that I had forgotten my keys. I had to wait an hour for someone aka my dad to come home with keys. But in that moment where I struggled for survival I did decide to take a couple of photos on my laptop. 

So apologies over how shit the quality is, but here's my outfit? Whatever...

Bag: Forever New $69.99 Sneakers: Converse $50 Sweater: Forever New $79.99

Watch: Marc Jacobs Leggings: Topshop $40

This semester, I really don't want to look like I'm trying too hard to dress up - I just wanna wear something comfortable, fun and easy to put together seeing as I barely have enough time in the morning and a majority of my outfits are from work - with the 40% discount, it's the retail world benefit lol.

BACK IT UP! Like a tonka truck.

He lived a simple life, he lived a happy life. He lived a life full of knowledge, full of memory, full of melodies. He died a slow, and excruciatingly painful death - a death without a mere sign, no symptoms, no warnings, no goodbyes. He left my life the same way he arrived into it: as a surprise.

Yes, that's right. I'm writing about my beloved MacBook Air whose time came far too soon and far too suddenly. It's rather petty how I'm writing about the death of my MacBook, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who shares the same pain as I felt at that moment.

Casually sitting on my bed catching up on ignored Gossip Girl episodes throughout the last season, my laptop suddenly froze and shut down. Giving up, it took over thirty minutes rebooting itself in the grey start up screen, but even shorter to realise I was in trouble.

Stupidly enough, I failed at backing up my files so you could clearly hear my heart breaking as the hard drive stressed and heated. So there goes my memories; my uploads from my previous iPhone, my videos of One Direction's first live show in Australia, my university notes! It was all gone.

I eventually booked myself in for a reservation at the Apple Store along George St in Sydney. Could these so called 'Geniuses' possibly fix a broken heart? I could only hope so. Reminding me of how clever I was for insuring my MacBook with an AppleCare package I was able to spare myself from paying over $1,500 just to fix the two broken hard drives or, whatever he said.

On the receipt, which I held close to my heart it stated it would take only 3 to 5 days to repair. Well, it's been two weeks. Awkward. I called up the store, after waiting in line for at least 20 minutes only to have them say they're still waiting on parts. AFTER TWO WEEKS?! REALLY?!

I was devastated, I began to think: Should I just give up and get a new laptop? What's the point anymore!

Until...

YES! They gave me a brand new one, the latest edition of the MacBook Air too with the latest software! They continued to apologize over how they made me wait two weeks for parts. I guess they thought it wasn't worth waiting for. Not that I'm complaining. It literally made me so happy (not to sound materialistic or whatever) but I scored a brand new MacBook for free. It just makes me really sad that I don't have all of my old content.

Don't you hate it when you don't back up!?