The Twit on Twitter

To be honest, I never understood the fuss about Twitter.

I consider myself an advocate for social media. I’m a bit too addicted to Facebook, I enjoy sharing my musical preferences with Pandora (and taking its recommendations), and you know I regularly blog on Tumblr, if you’re reading this. I think it’s great how celebrities are using social networking sites to communicate with their fans while news outlets are using them to obtain a wider audience, all while the masses are using them to communicate with friends, family, classmates, and other acquaintances.

Twitter, however, I never understood.

Maybe it’s because I don’t regularly update my Facebook friends with statuses. Maybe it’s because I already spend too much time online. Maybe it’s because I wouldn’t even know how to begin summing up my life in 140 characters or less.

Whatever the reason, I’ve resisted getting one for the past four years.

Some of my friends tweet, but not enough to the point where I’d be socially isolated if I didn’t, so I didn’t feel left out.

However, once I noticed Twitter becoming increasingly prevalent in pop culture (i.e. “Tweet CNN with the story you’d like to hear,” or “What do you think about X’s breakup? #tvshow”), I thought I should probably check it out.

So, two days ago, I gave in and signed up for a Twitter…and I’m still about as lost as before.

I’ve only followed a couple of accounts (is that even the terminology?), and I’ve yet to post anything, never mind write a description of myself (a short one, of course) and upload a picture.

Don’t worry, I’m working on it. Slowly but surely. Once I set up the basics and figure out what to tweet, I’ll find my friends and follow them, and it’ll probably become another time-consuming Facebook or something of that sort.

Until then, someone please tell me the meaning of RT.

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