heart heart heart THANK YOU TIM!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!! heart heart heart
'Kay. I know you're all: eek WTF???????????????
Give me a chance to explain.
It is a sisterly love, of course. But he did a totally amazing thing today, which I will soon get to.
First of all, I got a 92 on my S.S. test. And all my studying was done during Ramp, since the period we studied was the one I walked out on.....And I kind of forgot about everything lately. You all are really lucky that I didn't forget about the Chorus thing. I've been taking naps all through the day when I get home just so I can avoid talking to the rest of my family. I was just waking up, thinking 'bout stuff. Then it popped in my head...... So I threw on black/white attire (which wasn't needed, I later learned) and told my mom. She was more than ruffled about my short notice, and a little angry. But she brought me anyway.
So after the test, we had about twenty more minutes. So we went outside to take another walk. I was walking with Tim and Courtney, telling them about the time in 3rd grade I fell down the stairs, and reading all at the same time. So this is the talk that happened that I can most remember.
Tim: "Be grateful."
Me: "........? What?"
Tim: "I pulled strings for you."
Me: "..................."
Tim: "(some person I forgot) owed me a favor. So I told him to get your laptop and run a (some kind of) program. It mainly goes through and recovers deleted things in your trash. It runs all night and might be able to get your Appleworks back. There's no guarantee, but... It might."
Courtney: "Wow."
Me: "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!! cry "
I'm not really sure why he wasted his favor on me, since he said it probably might not work. He tried to explain how: things kind of take up 'space' and when they're deleted from the trash, the space is overwrited and blanked so its 'free' again. But using the program he MIGHT be able to see the recent activity and reverse it somehow.... He'll tell me if it worked by tomorrow. Then I might get the disk by Monday.
He told me to not get my hopes up.
And it's killing me inside, this burning feeling of hope. The more time that passes, the less likely it will be recovered. How can I hope, when there's a high probability that it will fail, and my heart will rip again? How can I not hope when I know that I might get my characters back?
I still don't get why he's bothering to do it. Maybe he was disturbed by my increasing depression when you all aren't there to distract me. Or maybe Courtney asked him. Maybe he's just doing it because school's over in a couple of days, and he won't be working on computers anymore and wants to cash his favor in.
I'm curious. But I don't think I'll ask. All I'll do is be thankful that everyone has their moments, and not everyone in this world is completely void of little acts of compassion.
View User's Journal
ASK YOURSELF in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? Dig into yourself for a deep answer. And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple "I must," then build your life in accordance with this necessity..." - Rainer Maria Rilke
When I grow up I want to be
N O T H I N G A T A L L
N O T H I N G A T A L L
User Comments: [2] [add]
|
bushy_haired_freak Community Member |
User Comments: [2] [add]
Community Member
for some reason i thought there'd be something that'd be all, "oh, i un-trashed your deleted items" but since i'm not a computer geek i'm like, "pff, that's just thinking unrealistically." YAY! we're all psychic lately!
you & him are buds, megsy. be thankful for your budfulness and just accept it into your vampire heart heart