The title of this blog post speaks for itself already. A girl can only take so much in one week. It all started off with the start of this week where I was PMSing so bad that I just had no mood to talk to anyone, do anything or even concentrate on my assignments. But of course, it was not like I had a choice for the third. So anyway, following the PMS came the actual 'thing' which was really, really painful I cannot even begin to explain how painful it was. All I wanted to do was to just bring my knees up to my chest, curl up like a ball and go to sleep. Pfft, like I could afford to even sleep.

Let me now narrate to you the happenings of Thursday night, the night I can probably never forget. So anyway, I was in school from morning all the way till 4plus. I had my 6 page FP Reflective Essay due today and I really just wanted to finish it off in school because I wanted to go masjid that night. So during break, I sat my ass down in the library, and concentrated for like 2-3 hours and managed to finish it off, complete with references. I even skipped lunch and one tutorial to just finish this off. That was how badly I wanted to finish it off ASAP.

So anyway, I finally did it and went for the last class for that day and went back home. Rushed to masjid earlier because I wanted to go get a manicure with Zahra, which I totally love, by the way. And I'm referring to the manicure, not Zahra. HAHA. Once masjid was over and I reached home, first thing I did was to switch on my laptop because my plan was to quickly print out my essay and SLEEP. So I switched on my laptop and when the sign in thing came I put in my password and pressed ENTER. AND THEN the bloody thing refused to sign me in, saying User Profile failed the logon. I was calm first, so I restarted, however, it still did not log me in saying Uer Profile serive failed the log on.

I tell you, I seriously started crying like a baby because the thought of my Essay being in there and me unable to print it, not having a backup of it and now due to this and the fact that I could actually lose it!! I couldn't contain the tears in me and all the frustration because I really put in all the effort and hardwork and sacrificed hunger and sleep to get this Essay finished before time and then THIS SHIT HAPPENS TO ME. And then I called up my uncle for help and he asked me to press F8 and start in Safe Mode and all that crap. None of it worked! I started crying even more. And while crying, I took my sister's laptop and started typing out my entire essay again because I happen to have a lecturer who just might not be so understanding about my situation to give me an extension.

So while crying I'm typing and also trying to solve my laptop's porblem. I followed Nadiah's idea to do a System Restore, which did not work because it said my hard disk, C Drive, had errors on it. So I did the repair they asked me to do and even then it still wouldn't system restore for me. The tears had finally stopped and I realized that there was no use of me crying over it so I just let the computer do the Safe Mode with Command Prompt which my uncle suggested and I carried on typing my essay again. Half an hour later it was sill Safe Moding with Command Prompt and then my dad called and asked me to switch off my laptop, on again, press F8 and do the Start Up Repair/ System Restore again. So I did it and this time the Startup Repar said IT HAD NOTHING TO FIX. By that time I was cursing and swearing already but I did the System Restore again. AND THIS TIME, it said System Restored successfully and asked me to Restart which I did and afterwhich I could finally SIGN IN SUCCESSFULLY and OHMG you cannot believe the relief I felt! Thank the Lord my assignment was still there on my desktop where I saved it.

I would like to thank my dad, uncle, Nadiah and Nadiah, Zahra and etc for trying to help and some even offering to stay up with me while I tried fixing the problem and doing up my essay the second time around. God, I NEVER want to go through that again. I doubt my heart would be able to take anymore shocks like that...


Albert Camus once wrote, “Blessed are the hearts that can bend, for they shall never be broken.” But I wonder, if there's no breaking, then there's no healing. And if there's no healing, then there's no learning. And if there's no learning, then there's no struggle. But struggle is a part of life. So must all hearts be broken?
-One Tree Hill