After almost three months, I finally got my laptop back. I am so happy to have it in my arms again! In fact, I am using it to type up this entry. On the contrary, the price to pay is pretty steep. I should save up soon enough to get me an original laptop, not some generic. Parts will soon be easier to find. Parts for this laptop cost me P3k. It burned quite a hole in my pocket. I had to skip a payment for my phone bill to cover for this cost.
I missed my laptop so much! I haven’t been able to load my phone pictures for a while because the desktop’s CD-ROM is twisted and I can’t install the software there. I usually use this hefty piece of equipment to vent out my feelings and emotions way too intense for conversation, so losing it was pretty much like losing a friend.
Don’t you find it amazing how people have grown dependent to technology? They talk to them and they care for them like people, walking human beings in dire need of care and affection, when in fact, all they are, are assembled pieces of chips and what nots, all made from a few scraps of well, scrap. Thus, I come to remember the first theory I learned in mass communication: technological dependency theory.
Technological dependency theory states that people depend on technology as they are essential for their primary functions of the day. Technology then dictates the way people live. Take for example, the newspaper. When you read the newspaper, you adjust your head to the page you are turned to. You don’t choose what gets to be on the left side of the paper or the right or the back – you adjust to it, bending your neck in a better angle to finish the story you are reading.
Here is another example. You are already halfway to work when you realize that you left your mobile phone at home. Then suddenly you feel naked, realizing that you won’t be able to send text messages or call a pal while browsing through racks of shoes in a department store. When your each your office, you call home and ask your maid or someone staying there to make sure your phone is there. If it is plugged in the charger, you tell them to unplug it and store it in your drawer…. Yadah, yadah.
The list is endless.
So before I start my tirade against the growing pains and gains of technology, I am going to give my friend some rest. It has been almost three months and he’s still on his way to recovery. Oh, and I gave him a name: Viper.
But I have definitely set my mind to naming my new friend Mac.
Edit:
I am so in love with my laptop right now! I can’t stop typing!
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
This is so amazing! Really! The new keyboard is really fit for my fingers! Nyahar!
the salt of your skin 