What is it with computers and siblings?
These days, I wake up to the sound of my sister getting up at 8:30AM so she can get her paws on the computer. She hauls her butt out of bed and practically crawls towards the computer chair, upon which she then heaves herself, and then proceeds to glue herself to. Not a very purdy sight if you ask me!
Read on ahead.
The Computer Triangle
So fundamentally speaking, we have a triangle. It really just used to be a square, only now Abu’s got this 9 to 5 job so he doesn’t get to use the PC all that much. As Abu leaves at approximately 8:40AM, Rabia seizes the computer. During weekdays, when I go to school, she spends all the time on the PC.
When I come back home at 1:45PM, (that makes about 5 hours) she’s still there. At around 3, her Majesty graciously grants me barely thirty minutes on the computer, always with the accompanying statement “I want it back, beotch”.
And before I finish the usual session of using Facebook and checking my e-mail, Rabia comes back with the statement, “I want it now, beotch“.
If I refuse to get off, she responds by using her non-negligible weight to push-pull me off the computer chair. Poor thin slim me. Rabia always wins.
When Abu comes home I ask him if I can use the computer. He looks at me as if though I’ve said something that came straight out of a Snoop Doggy Dogg song.
“You use it for twelve hours a day! Give it a rest!”
Am I the only one who has these issues? :/