This morning, I woke up to the ranting of my sister.

The sun had barely risen, I was still in deep sleep, but somewhere, I can hear her talking out loud. Because I found this bizarre, since only the two of us would be at home this early in the morning, I peeked at what the source of commotion was.

She was apparently scolding her laptop — yes siree, you read it right. She was talking to her laptop as though it were not an inanimate object.

‘What’s going on there?, I quipped.

With a sheepish smile, she softly replied, ‘My laptop’s acting crazy again‘.

In my mind, I thought this was long overdue. She’s had that laptop since 2006, if my memory serves me right, and it is in such a sorry state.

I remember perennially sensing her frustration when, during numerous instances, it would take more than five minutes for her laptop to start up.

‘Where could I have it repaired? Do you know of any place here in Cebu that will not cost me my arm and leg?‘, the frustration was apparent in her voice.

I told her to just buy a new laptop instead. Besides, I reasoned, the top netbooks in the market right now are not that steeply-priced.

‘You have to think of it as an investment‘, I nonchalantly quipped before I dozed off again.

Crazy mornings.