It’s me, the Queen’s younger sister. Let’s not beat around the bush here:
I’m the one who encouraged her to start this blog. I’m the one who chose the original theme. I’m the one who is and will always be her #1 fan (don’t tell her I said that though). And what’s the best part of it all?
I’m the one who gets absolutely ZERO recognition. None. Nada, for our Spanish speakers. I mean, I’ve had to put up with this tyrant of a Queen for my entire life, being the punching bag of her existence. Then she hops up the blog ladder I positioned perfectly for her, and what does she do? Break the rungs as soon as she’s stepped on them, preventing me from ever reaching her fabuliciality (pronounced: Fab-yu-lish-EE-al-it-ee). Even though it should be mine.
But I’m not here to rant. That’s a lie, I was, but since I am unable to blog (is that a verb?) I will leave it to her to destroy my chance at fame.
Joke, joke, you have me for longer. I have decided that my specialty is ranting, so I will now rant about a topic that is very close to my heart… *frantically searches brain for topics close to heart* ahem *nervous cough* *shuffles papers professionally*
Ahem. Now, the moment we have all been waiting for, drum roll please *chirp chirp* if that’s how you want to be, then it’s fine. It doesn’t bother me. Anyway, the topic is…
The Problems With Microsoft.
No, I’m not discussing old people business, I’m not that old yet, but the side of Microsoft we are all very familiar with: Word, PowerPoint Presentation, Excel, Publisher, etc. (There is no etc, those are the only ones we really use, anyway…) So here’s the setting:
You’re frantically typing away, so fast that your fingertips are leaving smoke and possibly fire on the keyboard, because you’ve been a really good procrastinator and not done anything constructive, therefore forgot about your 37 page essay due in first lesson tomorrow. So, after about 3 hours in total, excluding all unnecessary breaks, you look up at your screen triumphantly. Me – 1, Teacher – 0. You then hit save, just to be safe. It is then that the worst possible circumstance could occur. One that we are sadly familiar with. One that has ruined many lives, and given pure to joy to a certain group or teachers that find pleasure in watching you suffer in a detention. I quote:
“Microsoft Word has stopped working. Windows is checking for a solution to the problem…”
Or the classic:
“Microsoft Word (Not Responding)” *screen goes white*
Me – 1. World – 1,000,000.
Why? Why must this happen? Your word count was perfect. You used every key word imaginable, yet Microsoft fails you when you need it most. *dramatic sigh*
The moral of the story is…
Never rely on Microsoft (when you REALLY need the job done). *drops mic* Oops, sorry. That didn’t end how it was meant to, but seeing as I’m leaning off of my super high bed onto the laptop on the floor writing this, you’ll have to forgive me. After all, I’m not the actual blogger here. Just her sister who experienced the hardship described above, about an hour ago. No, I didn’t bother to rewrite it. I’m busy doing this instead. On reflection, maybe it’s a good thing Rianna never let me climb up the blogging ladder, I guess it’s not my specialty.
(The Queen’s Sister)