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SOCIAL MEDIA OVER-SABI

Sometimes, I marvel at the level at which we over do things in this side of the world.

Nigerians, in particular, we over react on things that are of little or no significance at all. I don't know if this is due to what we are going through as an individual or as l a nation generally.


S (male) does something.. We see it as normal.
K (female) does the same thing... We see it as stupid.

D (male) does something.... We see it as excellent
F (female) does the same thing.... We see it as absurd.

What's wrong with us?

We tend to hide behind our keyboards (and keypads) firing missiles into the social media.
Wars we can never take on physically.


Some people are so extreme to the extent that they don't see the sarcasm and fun in social media-ing.
They take everything too serious, why?

We can't be having a work and stress-ful day in the virtual world and still come to the on the internet to stress the brain....its just not right.

And the extremists, condemning and faulting is on their default settings.

I don't know how to say this anymore jare.

I'm tired of this our seriousness,,
I am just tired


#Thunder.

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