pry it open (open slowly)
to retrieve the disc for my
class, which held important data. I shortly after realized that this wasn't a smart
idea, so I took it to my friend to have a look. He was scratching his head about
it, so I decided to take it to the Apple store, which was 2 hours away. Luckily,
they were able to retrieve the discs, but unfortunately could not fix my disc drive.
So, I spent the rest of my college years doing all disc-based activities at the
local library.
At this point in time, I felt very frustrated, as I was in a high-pressure
environment at my university. I was scared that I would turn in the assignment
late and risk harming my
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