Where to start, where to start... I guess it all began with a little 12 year old me getting my first computer. I was happy as can be for it was something that I always wanted, but my parents thought I wasn't old enough for the time being. It was an old hp pavilion still running on windows vista (I got a lot of hand me downs as a kid) and all it could do was go online and check the email, maybe watch a video on youtube at 480p at most. I kept it really clean on the outside, made sure it was nice, shiny, and spotless, but it never really occurred to me that I needed to keep it clean on the inside as well, mainly because as a 12-year-old kid I never knew how PC's actually worked. Well 3 years had past and new games have come out, and steam had become a real popular program to get new games on a computer over a cloud based system, and 15 year old had grown to learn a few things and started questioning on how computers actually worked, and why is that everyone seems to have a better computer than I did, or why my computer was slower than others? And so I decided to take a screw driver and open my pavilion up. I hadn't found answers to my questions, but what I did find was a whole new world to explore.

At first I was confused and amazed at the site for I had never opened up a computer in my life until now. I started reading more and more about computers and how they worked. I read about how graphics cards worked, how RAM worked, and well everything about a computer. Once I found out that you can build your very own computer, I knew what had to be done. I started researching, what parts go where and how, how they co-mingled with each other, what I should be looking for. One day my dad caught me by surprise and asked what I was doing, and I answered that question as blunt as possible, "I want to build a computer." So my dad took me down to the basement and gave me a mother board with RAM and processor attached to it already (RAM was placed poorly now that think back to it), a graphics card, and a hard drive. All I needed left was a case and a power supply so we went out and bought a case with a power supply already attached to it. Soon enough one thing lead to another and Old Bessy was born. The best part was that even though it was a Frankenstein computer built out of the parts in my dad's basement, it still ran faster than any of the computers that my friends had at the time, and I had earned bragging rights.

And so here I am typing away at the keyboard, writing about where I started out on the same computer I built 5 years ago, using parts that were already 4 years old to begin with, giving Bessy a total chronological age of 9 years, pretty old compared to the tech we have today, but still running fine. Sadly though time has caught up with her, and it's time for a new build. I will post a new blog on that at a later date, but there you have it, my life with computers rolled into 2 paragraphs, I hope to get some good tips and new friends out on this website that share the same interests that I do.