Whilst being faced with my computer yet again waging war upon me, I have again turned to that thing which tortures all people - the wish list. Those desires that we have which seem so unobtainable...
However, late last night I casually asked my father if he would give me four grand, after he enquired what for and I explained that I wished to purchase an iMac he simply responded "yes. I think that's the way you're going to have to go". I was so elated I couldn't speak. Silly dad that he is. Mum just shook her head and laughed this morning as I recounted the event and triumphantly announced that I would hold them to this promise.
I know this might not happen, but with the rate that my computer likes to crash and destroy all my files, as well as the number of virus' it collects as it cruises the net; I feel (more and more strongly) that apple may just hold the key to solving some, if not all, of my computer difficulties.
The white iPhone 4 has been added, since my youngest sister and older brother have got their black ones, and being a lover of all things techno, I hate being out done, not that I can see it being any more efficient than my 3Gs so I really shouldn't complain... it's one of those 'wishes' which are more or less fleeting.
The travel bag by Amy Butler, however, is torture I want it so much. I however, lack the time and money to purchase the materials for and to make such a lovely bag and will more than likely just use one of our ugly travel bags come February when we head back to Melbourne for my cousin's wedding.
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