I’ll just make this short and sweet, I broke my computer.

And can I just ask my mom if she is reading this to stop and text me for details. Seriously, please don’t read the account when you have the opportunity for me to stammer it out over the phone.

Oh and since I’ve realized more and more how much my mom is reading my blog (darn you Facebook link) I will be addressing her directly every once in a while.

Anyways- back to the story.

I have a thing for hand rails. There’s just something about them that says, “Look- I’m an adult but I’m still too lazy to just walk down the stairs. I need to fly!”

So whenever I see a nice handrail, that’s what I do.

Now I should be utilizing handrails to aid me as I walk down stairs, but regardless if I’m in heels, a cast, or peg-legged I must slide it (and I haven’t become peg-legged yet but it’s only a matter of time).

I have had several falls and rolled a few ankles, but that hasn’t stopped me. Until now…

Last Wednesday I had a ‘feeling’ I should skip class (I think any Mormon reading this knows what I actually mean when I say ‘feeling’). But I didn’t because I enjoy the class and skipping is stupid- usually.

We got out of class nearly an hour early and I knew there was only one way to celebrate: the handrail on the west side of ASH.

I had this spidey-sense moment that something bad was going to happen, but I ignored it.

As I began to slide down I was thinking, “Look at me I’m releasing my inner child and sliding down the rail. I’m so cute! I’m- AHHHHHHH!”

Yeah mid-slide I lost balance and fell on my back. My back just also happened to have my backpack on it, which contained books, sharp objects, and my computer inside. Yeah, my precious laptop.

I got up from my fall and looked to make sure nobody saw my fall, and as far as I know no one did. Though if there is some viral video out there of me I’d like to know; it’s probably titled: dumb blonde falls, it ain’t cute.

I idea that my fall could have harmed my computer was beyond me, I’d already put it through so much I assumed it was invincible. Turns out gravity is the only thing that could break it.

So after 4 years of loyal service I had to put my laptop to rest.

And I realized if I had skipped class then this wouldn’t have happened. I have gotta start listening to feelings that tell me to skip class.

But now I have an awesome 17-inch MacBook Pro that makes other computers look weak. I just have to start resisting the urge to slide down handrails… This has been a lot tougher than it should be.