Rooftile what does this mean 😰
I finally changed my pfp, it is not an egg tho 😔
I dunno
Looks like a eggy lil boi to me 👀
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So i know this isnt what this post is about but I have now full scale total death nuked two computers with this nondescript red external harddrive that has DECADES of family pictures on it
The first time was years ago, and it was a cruddy laptop, so I figure, "Fuck it! Maybe it still works?" So I borrow it from my mom and take it with me to ask my Photography teacher for some help. We plug that baby in and nothing happens.
We wait, more nothing.
So we try and figure out whats up, we swap the cords around, turn the computer off/on again, but it isnt doing anything. After a few minutes I remember something!
"Ma'am it came with another cord that plugs into the wall, should I try that?"
She says, "Yeah sure, that might be it!" And walks away for a moment to help another student.
My desk neighbor helps me find an extention cord and I hand her the plug. I am staring at this monitor, watching the files as she plugs it in, waiting for the moment I see that glorious pop up say 'Hard drive detected, would you like to open?'
Waiting...waiting...Nothing!
My deskmate pats me on the shoulder, "Maybe it's dead," I say.
"No source detected," she says back.
????
A pop up! The screen blacks out and immediately i just feel so much dread.
'No source detected. Powering off...powering off...'
Of fuck oh shit oh damn it all! I cant afford this!!! She yanks the cord out of the outlit and I am just freaking out. Finally we wave over the teacher and she looks at my blank screen as we look at her.
"Let me switch the cabels."
She switches the cabels. I'm watching her and sitting on a nearby stool. My deskmate suddenly looks wide eyed and points at the computer.
"Uhm miss! There's smoke."
Fuck.
Cue like 20 minutes later and my teacher has typed and printed the warning label below and the entire classroom smells awful. Thankfully nothing caught fire.
As we got ready to go to our next class my teacher looks at me and she smiles, "You know what's funny?"
No. Do tell please because I almost definitely just death nuked your computer.
"Now I will never forget you, huh?"
Maybe the damn hard drive is cursed, maybe I accidentally downloaded malware or something I don't know but I am no longer allowed to touch the red devil digital photobox as my mother confiscated it and my teacher instructed me to not plug anything else into a school computer lest I actually be responsible for the costs
usb drives you find lying on the ground are modern day cursed amulets
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You are so right that was a dumb question I will definitely put a Kinder Surprise Egg in my pfp as soon as I can 🔥🔥🔥
Rooftile I want to change my pfp what should I change it to
Uhhhhhhh
How about an egg
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So I have a twin brother, and today just so happens to ✨️our✨️ birthday (🎉)
Just letting tumblr know that it's very enjoyable to be able to say "Thanks, you too!" when told Happy Birthday
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This goes out to the hyperfixations I don’t know a damn thing about anymore. This goes out to all the forgotten little stupid facts I memorized to make friends in middle school. This goes out to the songs I hummed as I rode in a car probably sitting in a junkyard by now. This goes out to all those pieces of me washed away by the dropping sand.
This goes out to the way I laugh like my childhood best friend used to before his voice dropped. This goes out to the way I make a specific face when I’m pissed at someone, a mirror of how me and brother used to glare at each other when we couldn’t quite control all those little muscles. This goes out to the way my mom taught me to hug so tight. This goes out to all those pieces of me I picked up off the sidewalk.
This goes out to all those pieces of me I trained myself into, all those pieces of me no one notices, all those pieces of me I hate and despise. Because this goes out to me. To all my weird, messily glued art project, have to tilt your head to recognize, pieces. This goes out to a hyperactive 5 year old trying adderall for the first time and crying at all the bugs they suddenly noticed. This goes out to a frustrated 10 year old who feels ignored. This goes out to a 15 year old getting a massive scar from the new skateboard they got on Christmas.
So I say again, cheers to being pieces, cheers to being more than a whole, cheers to being broken and wicked and guilty and remorseful, cheers to being lovable and hopeful and curious and kind. Cheers, cheers, cheers
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