Be
it BOOKS, BOOZE, SEX, MONEY or KUSH; everybody is addicted to something. A
strange occurrence made me find out mine last week.
I’m
infamous for being a class-clown (after all we all need some comic relief from
the boring lectures). So while I was at my antics in a certain class, the
lecturer called me “Belligerent” (a word which I silently protested) and she consequently
confiscated my phone smartphone.

A
few minutes after the class, massive depression kicked in. I thought I’d never
see my love phone again. Then I started to relapse, thinking about some
stupid sh*t I haven’t thought of since my Ex broke up with me. Things like;
·
I’m not good enough,
·
Is there a God,
·
Maybe I should just drop-out,
·
The best and simplest form of suicide (without the pain
though… lol),
·
Blah… blah… blah
After
about four hours in this gloomy mood, the Course rep delivered my phone to me
from the lecturer. Then
it occurred to my silly head that I was after all a gadget-holic; a person who
cannot function without an electronic gadget, such as a smart phone, computer
or some other e-Device.
You
still don’t know how I felt? Well, go ask a junkie who has been deprived of
cocaine for a week!
Bamidele Michael Obafemi Jnr,.
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