"Tweet, Tweet, Twitter, Twitter."

I realize I have failed miserably at my challenge, however I have been busy increasing my social media consumption, which is essential to my day-to-day existence and apparently my chances at you know, a future career. Go figure.

Technology irritates me. It consumes everyone’s lives to the point where most people are incapable of writing a thank-you note or holding an actual face-to-face conversation without sounding like a bumbling idiot. Therefore, for the most part, I use social media sparingly, naturally believing it to be sadistic. And then I crossed to the dark side and got a twitter. (Follow me, just because I’m fabulous).

I previously deemed twitter to be absurd. Let’s offer another means for the public to express their every pointless, annoying thought, such as “Ate celery and peanut butter for lunch today. Yum.” EVERYONE is just so utterly fascinating they MUST deserve a place to share their genius. Mm. So I proudly boycotted this waste of Internet space. That is until a panel of strategic communications professionals informed me that without a twitter I’m basically wasting my time, and I could kiss my chance at snagging a good internship and job buh-bye. I sat there and continued to listen with resistance to the absurd notion that without being a social media-crazed loon, I couldn’t succeed in Strat. Comm. Yet, in the back of my mind I couldn’t ignore the tiny voice that was screaming, “Make a twitter. Achieve world domination.”

Naturally I caved. And naturally I now love twitter.

I love it, because it made me re-evaluate my use of all my social media. I’ve realized that if I manipulate twitter and facebook and blogging instead of being a helpless addicted victim, I can land myself an internship and hopefully a job, instead of wasted hours spent creeping through photos of a toga party.

Twitter has basically changed my life. Not really, but really. It’s making me a better writer, which is pretty life altering in my mind. Twitter: What an amazing concept, allow people to post their every thought, as long as that thought is under 140 CHARACTERS. Most people cannot make a point in 1400 characters. It is a challenge which is making me incredibly selective about the vocabulary I use and is probably the ONLY tool that has ever FORCED me to be concise in my writing. I don’t have a choice, I exceed the limit and I lose all publishing ability. It’s frustrating. And so simply BRILLANT. And, as crazy as it is, it’s demanding me to be witty and intelligent in basically one sentence. If all of my sentences were witty and intelligent in their own right, can you imagine what an entire blog post would sound like (much better than this I can assure you. It’s only been a two-week twitter relationship so far; expect improvement).

I’m embracing, not scorning this overload of social media. I’m accepting the advancements in technology and am determined to manipulate them in my favor. My roommate, Paige, thinks I’ve gone twitter crazy. And perhaps I have, but maybe I have to be, maybe I have to be an efficiendo of social media so I can tailor it to my needs without letting it consume my life. Basically, I love twitter. I love its successful attempt to end my writing rambling, I love how it assists me in staying up-to date with world events and I love how I can follow Kim Kardashian’s thoughts and emotions as she endured a stressful 13 minutes stuck in an elevator.

Happy Friday and happy tweeting. Follow me if you already aren’t; naturally my tweets are life altering.

http://twitter.com/alexandriarose7

Don’t have a twitter? Following my every thought should be enough of an incentive to start. You can thank and attribute your future life success to me later. Preferably via a tweet.