I can't even imagine living with 7 other people, never mind trying to share the same internet connection with all of them.
It's not so bad during the days/after school, because my brothers are usually out skating or something - but when night comes around my two brothers and parents all settle down in their own rooms and watch Netflix in HD on three separate TVs. My internet literally comes to a halt every night, and drags until they fall asleep.
It sucks, right? Grrrr!! Night time is the worst always. I sleep at 1 because I finally get a decent connection at 11pm
Nnn sis I spent 9/10 years without the internet before we finally got a computer in 2000. I can survive without it.
There was a computer in my house when I was brought home from the hospital. Like, I literally don't know what it's like to live without a computer and internet connection. I'm a product of the times.
Same. You can always tell when everyone else in the house is asleep.
Thank God a lot of the juicy stuff on the Big Brother feeds happens late at night, when the connection is allll mine.
. My mum stayed up once and the next say she asked if I slept late and I said no. She then said "I heard you typing at 3" .
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Originally posted by posh
There was a computer in my house when I was brought home from the hospital. Like, I literally don't know what it's like to live without a computer and internet connection. I'm a product of the times.
Life was better - honestly. I miss the 90s so much .
There was a computer in my house when I was brought home from the hospital. Like, I literally don't know what it's like to live without a computer and internet connection. I'm a product of the times.
I'd be going through such bad withdrawals after a week.
You can always tell when everyone else in the house is asleep.
Like, I literally don't know what it's like to live without a computer and internet connection. I'm a product of the times.
. My mum stayed up once and the next say she asked if I slept late and I said no. She then said "I heard you typing at 3" 
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