Too Much Drama

Life is a gift some say, but personally I think otherwise. There's too much drama in life. Too much drama here, drama there. It's killing me. I know you wont be interested in reading or listening to my whinning. But to all those who have plans to read this post all through out, here goes:

It all started on thursday, when it was approximately 7 pm something. When it was supposed to be my turn to use the computer, my sister used my time. I didn't complain. I woke up on friday finding out that I'm not going to be able to use the computer again. I really got angry that time, but i gave no complaints. But all hell suddenly broke out. I complained, I wan't able to hold my silence. I told my brother, that we get 3 hours each. So that it would be fair. My brother always silent (usually) retaliated. He said it isn't fair since he really wasn't  able to use the computerlast summer. (get a grip, that was LAST summer! I mean!????) And I dind't comment on this, but thankfully he accepted my deal. I used 30 minutes of my time and I told him I would like to take a break. But he argued saying it's not fair. What's not fair? I even gave up 23 minutes? And he calls it not fair? We argued and argued, but my mom hearing us arguing told us to turn off the cpmputer. Once again I didn't complain.

So I slept and the next thing I knew. Drama was happening. My brother stayed upstairs all day long. Not talking to anyone. It's pretty much anoying since my mother tried to talk to him but failed. My mothere then told me she shouldn't have bought the computer. I hated her for that.

They keep telling me that you should never cry over spilled milk. Where the fuck was that? What's done is done. Theres nothing you can do about it. If he wants to emote, let himbe. It's his life.