The tale of my transition to Linux is a funny one, characterized by a series of events that unfolded in a most (un?)fortunate manner. It all started with the malfunctioning of the SSD in my beloved Yoga laptop. Despite having it replaced, the computer never quite regained its former glory. Engaging in tasks that demanded moderate resources, such as launching VSCode or running a development server, would invariably result in a sudden surge in CPU usage, leading to the dreaded blue screen of death. Reluctant to relinquish my prized limited edition Star Wars model, I resolved to venture into the realm of Linux as a viable alternative.
So it begins
Like many others before me, I opted to embark upon the Linux journey with Ubuntu as my chosen companion. It was, to my delight, remarkably user friendly and ran more or less flawlessly on my machine. I was able to install all the software I required in a similar fashion to Windows, and when I encountered issues, I was able to find solutions online with relative ease.
However, as time went on, I began to notice that my computer was still not performing as well as I had hoped. I was still experiencing the same issues that had plagued me on Windows, and using a less bloated operating system was no longer enough to alleviate the issue. I could no longer ignore the fact that my laptop was simply not powerful enough to handle the tasks I was demanding of it.
After searching online for a bit, I found a Dell Latitude 5320, which, though not the best there was, fit my budget constraints and had decent specs. I placed an order, and upon its arrival a few days later, I installed Ubuntu on it. Unlike most other people I know, I don't really harbour a dislike for its package management system, and I was able to find most software I needed either in the official repositories, PPAs or on the software's official website (as a .deb file).
Disaster strikes
My Ubuntu installation served me admirably well for a year, fulfilling all my gaming, academic and development needs, until one day, my own foolishness led to its demise. In an attempt to delete a project folder, I accidentally ran rm on my home directory instead. All my local files, configurations and user-installed applications. I was a too lazy to try and recover my data and reinstall/reconfigure all my applications again, so I decided to use this as an excuse to try out a new distro (which I had wanted to do for a some time but didn't want to set up my whole environment from scratch).
I opted for, as you may have guessed, Arch Linux. Instead of "pure" Arch, I went with Crystal Linux, one of the many Arch-based distros lying around on the internet. Reason? I took one look at their website and fell in love with it (first impressions do in fact matter a lot). Installing it was a breeze as well (except for maybe the disk partitioning part which I eventually gave up on and just selected "Erase disk") and I got the whole system up and running in less than an hour.
tl;dr: A combination of hardware issues and my own stupidity led me to use Arch
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