As I sit here today and think about what I could possibly write about on my first blog, I catch myself going back and forth to check my Twitter account and then it hits me. I’m addicted to Twitter, so why not write about that. But what am I going to write about. About how great it is and how you meet people from all over the world? Or maybe how cool it is that you can see what celebrities are thinking at the very moment, even what they are doing or even eating? I could even write about the millions of people on Twitter and the rush you get when you find out people are actually following you and many people are reading what you are saying.
Now these ideas are all fine and dandy and to be honest, is what got me stuck on Twitter in the first place, but that is not what I am going to write about. I will write about all the other aspects of this wonder. I will write it from an eye of an outsider. An outsider, whom understands that whole concept, yet relinquishes all efforts to even make an account. An evil eye, as I will call it throughout this blog, which sees all negatives and no positives.
At first glance, the evil eye sees craziness and chaos. Millions and millions of people simply putting there current thoughts or status on a web forum for the world to see. And in its evil eye, who cares what you are doing right now and thinking. Ok so you are eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, let me shake your hand. Or maybe you would like a cookie for telling the world that? Either way, I feel you have just wasted about 2 minutes of the evil eyes time, 2 minutes in which it will never get back.
Just as if you thought this was the only reason the evil eye is upset about Twitter, it strikes again. The funniest part of this all is that if u look at Twitter from afar, it is really just a HUGE high school. There are a number of people who are supper “popular” on Twitter and a majority who are so-so, and the rest not so much at all. Just like high school, al the not popular people look up to the popular ones and watch their every move. They want to know what the other is doing all the time and what they are thinking all the time. And they try to talk to the popular kids all the time hoping for a simple response, and when we do get one, we are hooked and can’t get enough. It’s like crack, we want more and more. The so-so popular ones just live their lives as is and pay some attention to the not popular kids at times, but not all the time. They feed them just enough to keep them coming back for more, while looking up to the popular kids just the same. Now the popular kids are the funny ones. They run the “high school” and determine whom they will be friends with, whom they will interact with and when they do respond back to someone lower then them in the social ring, that lower person will brag about it to everyone they know and feel special. But unlike real high school, we will never graduate from this, we are stuck.
But what the evil eye really doesn’t understand is the Twitter lingo. Not what it all means, because it is not stupid, but why it is used so much. This “RT” thing is the worst. It seems as though everyone like to repeat what others already said. It is like writing an article and stating your sources. Well how about this source? The evil eye is me, Eric Jon Farino and as I write this I laugh to myself because these thoughts go through my mind every day, every second as I loom back and forth to the Twitter pages I call my profile.
I am an addict. I am a high school freshman. I am a not so popular kid in “high school”. I am the one telling everyone what I am doing and what I am thinking and what I am eating. I even go as far as take pictures of it so people can actually see it. So knowing all this yet being the evil eye, how can I play on both teams here? Well it is very simple really, I don’t know and I don’t care. I am happy trying to be on the varsity team and hang out with the upper classman.
Just like the New York Sate lottery says, “Hey, you never know”. So as I leave you on my first blog attempt ever, I will leave one more note to dwell upon, www.twitter.com/ejfarino follow me and enjoy the chaos. Time for class!
