hi all!
i received today a parcel with : 1 RAM kit, 1 screwdriver and 1 DVI-I adapter !!!
ram is compatible and all running smooth!!!
Thank you TPU !!!!
P.S. i had to edit my specs lol.....
I was wondering where the parcel had gone...I was a day away from going down to the post office and demanding to know where the hell they had sent it! I really need to keep up to date with my TPU threads.
Glad to know that the package arrived safe, and I'm happy that it was able to help you make the jump from 8GB to 16GB, which I believe is a milestone that everyone needs to experience.
On a different note. Something I needed to share, maybe just needed to get it off my chest.
Like this great former user over on OCN that I used to hear about (who also passed away from cancer), I didn't really know Kreij or what he had done to earn everyone's respect because of how late I joined TPU. But I've been able to do some reflecting on myself and this holiday didn't start off as the best of times. My grandmother (I probably posted about this before) was diagnosed with cancer nearly a year ago. It was late and the doctors said there was nothing they could do for her. She's hanging on by a thread and still the mere thought of losing her breaks me, because two years ago my grandfather left this world while I was away visiting potential universities over the Easter break and I was helpless. I couldn't attend his funeral halfway around the world, I was sick and incapacitated from a stomach bug and away from home. This new year, all I'm hearing is how she doesn't seem quite right in the head and wants to go back to the poverty-stricken countryside, her home to spend her last days. I couldn't bear to lose her, and the grief from my grandfather's death is only just setting in. All the time, I'm reduced to an inconsolable, wailing mess of tears just because the thought of both of them crosses my mind every now and then.
I remember when in school we'd learn about cancer all the time. The Canadian Cancer Society is ubiquitous, their donation programs perpetual. Every year in September we were reminded of Terry Fox and his great feat and legacy, to the point of being sick of hearing of him, this hero who was known to nobody outside of Canada but somehow managed to subject Canadian students to 4-8km runs every year. In Bio it seemed that you couldn't go a year without learning about or discussing cancer in some shape or form. But when the question of "who here knows of someone close to them who has been affected by cancer?" was posed, it seemed like I was always the one kid who couldn't answer in the affirmative, like being able to say yes was somehow desirable. Until now. And being able to answer yes to that question doesn't inspire me to fill out the Cancer Society's pledge form, nor does it inspire me to renew my pledge to keep Terry's spirit alive. It crushes me, physically and emotionally and beyond even those two realms, knowing that this thing we know as cancer is more than just a disease. It is a blackness, indescribable evil, a demon personified, and it takes away things from us that we don't want to let go. It takes and offers no explanation for its actions. It takes no matter how loud we scream, how hard we clutch at the human being whose life and spirit it hungers for. And sometimes, it feels like despite all the success and survivor stories, it feels like we can't win. That it's never "us" who get to star in one of these triumphant stories, that it's always "us" who wander with an empty space in our hearts that cannot be filled with all the money and knowledge and happiness in this world.
I've been thinking about Kreij. Was he a great overclocker? Builder like myself? Modder? I don't know. I came on TPU and read through some of the content about him, and I suddenly asked myself (in a sudden moment of immense selfishness) why in the world I had agreed to participate in this giveaway. I spent just about the entire day keeping to myself. But I was being irrational and closed-minded. Kreij would have wanted to see this. I don't think I'll ever come to know him as well as the veterans of TPU, but somehow I know that he would be joyful to see the holiday cheer and Christmas spirit here. I asked myself whether my grandfather, who had suffered a stroke more than 10 years ago, who was partially incapacitated from then until his death in 2014, would have been happy to see this giveaway. And the answer was yes. And the answer was also yes when I asked myself if my grandmother will want me to not only enjoy my life to the fullest but also be philanthropic towards others, people who aren't necessarily family and close friends, to help them live their lives to fullest.
Because I've reached the end of my aimless, emotional, desperate, grieving search for answers. The only way we beat this demon is by living. We live our lives to the fullest. The brilliant biochemists and oncologists live knowing that through the misery and tediousness of searching for the cure that there are lives to be saved behind all the dead ends. The ones who have lost their better half, their best friends, their loved ones live in defiance in the face of the omnipresent menace, spreading the word to others about tragedy, loss and the hope that one day we'll be able to put this all behind us. We give to others to so that they might stay strong like ourselves, confident in their day-to-day lives, every day as a big "fuck you" to the cancer that wants to bring us to our knees. Every little bit counts, and as much as I have always been tired of hearing that phrase uttered over and over, I embrace it because I know it to be true. Every little tool, video game, hardware component or piece of software that makes our lives better and by us participating in the giveaway, makes the lives of others richer and fuller. The road ahead is tough and has been ever since the first human being passed on from this world, a victim of this terrible disease, and cancer doesn't care who you are when it's sifting through the inventory of humankind, deciding who it wants to take. But as much as it tries, as fast as malignant tumours grow and metastasize, it cannot break that person's inner strength, it cannot break what strength people find in each other, unless we give in and give up.
