It seems like a lot of peoples main goal in life these days is to become popular and famous on Facebook. If I didn’t know any better, I would think that every single person on Facebook was some type of celebrity. People fight, cuss each other, accuse and counter accuse over who is more popular on Facebook. Facebook has changed and got a lot people thinking that they are more important than what/who they really are. But hey, don’t get it twisted, some FB people still know that we are regular as hell. Let me tell you a funny, true life story about when being famous on Facebook goes wrong.
I have not updated my blog in like 3 weeks. I am so so sorry about that. My life is now cluttered with a lot of activities so much that I sometimes forget, I swore an oath to my avid readers to entertain them weekly or at worst bi-weekly. But I am here now and I hope this post warms your hearts enough to forgive me.
I remember when I discovered the snooze button of the alarm clock as a young boy. My uncle bought me the alarm clock as a Christmas present and I was so excited about the idea. It was early in the morning, and my alarm clock was going off. I didn’t want to get up and go to school, so I wondered if there was a way that I could silence the alarm for sometime so that I could get a little more rest. This would allow me just enough time to toss and turn for about 8 minutes, and sleep for the remaining 30 seconds, before starting the cycle all over again.
Earlier this week, my eyes came across a news article on the internet which reports that only 28% of the 2014 Ghanaian Wassce Candidates meet the entry requirements for tertiary institutions. That means over 70% did not meet the entry requirements and therefore if bribery & corruption does not rear its ugly head at those tertiary institutions, they will have to sit at home for another year and write the Nov/Dec examinations.
Because of my Ga jokes and jests on Social Media (most of those jokes are directed at Ga Girls though) my friends have resulted to calling me a tribalist based on my beliefs and my continued jesting about the Ga People Of Ghana. At first, I used to get offended when people inboxed me on Facebook, referring to me as tribalist, but frankly now I can not be bothered, because I know I am not a tribalist in the sense that I do not bring other tribes down. I jest about my own tribe for fun and I have no regrets whatsoever about that. I would not intentionally ridicule my own tribe on Social Media. For what?
Teenagers these days have their own language. They have their own terms in some words which we don’t know yet. We might get confused with the meanings of those words.
So I made a little research and if you want to be a hipster too, check out these 10 slang words, teenagers are using these days:
The World Cup is over but one thing which is still lingering is the issue about Becca sleeping with some Ghanaian footballers in camp during the tournament. And of course, the hypocritical ones amongst us (especially the girls) were very quick to call her a slut, an ashawo and all manners of names on social media. Becca has since issued a public statement about the issue, denying the said story and has threatened legal action against the people allegedly smearing her name.
But lets imagine for some seconds that, those allegations were indeed true. What if its true? What if Becca actually slept with those people during the World Cup? Continue reading
The problem with young Ghanaian teenagers today is that they are too soft. Those days, (I mean in the 1990s and early 2000s) young people like myself were tough. We were strong and hard as nails. My generation had the wild, strict parents, big mango climbable trees and the very wicked Primary and JHS teachers.
Facebook and Twitter boys call them HOES, a term which has gained widespread popularity ever since Chris Brown and Lil Wayne released the “Loyal” track. I find that word extremely abusive against women and besides if a girl decides to have 30 multiple sex partners in a year, how is that any of your business? Anyway, one thing that I have learnt about “these girls” is that they are bad with money management.
A while ago, I saw someone write something to the effect that, you can call him a stereotype, a coward or whatever but if his friend gets HIV, he won’t hang out with him, anymore. In his words; “he should die alone”. Then another one also asked why we keep spending money to provide drugs to HIV/AIDS patients since its an incurable disease. In his words too; “we are tired of spending the taxpayers’ money on them”.
When you read thoughts like this on the worldwide web, you need a lot of discipline to keep your cool. But now, thinking about those two thoughts expressed openly about HIV/AIDS on social media, I am not going to keep my cool anymore, I am going crazy thinking about what they said.