Explaining TwitterÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s effect on my life is kind of like trying to explain Twitter itself; itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s fairly tough. It certainly has had a positive impact, giving me the ability to stay informed in my friendsÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ (and a few celebritiesÃ¢â‚¬â„¢) lives, and to send out information relevant to my followers. I joined Twitter in mid-November and have since tweeted almost 600 times and now have more than 100 followers. After consulting a writing expert (a.k.a. my journalist friend), I decided to show TwitterÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s influence on my life by illustrating a day in the life of my Twitter.
9:36am: Wake up. As usual, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m ten minutes late. But before my contact lenses are in or my pants are on, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m turning on my phone and grabbing my iPod Touch to check my e-mail and the previous four or five hours worth of tweets. Most are complaints about going to bed later than desired or being awake earlier than necessary.
11:03am: My political science class starts. I quickly ignore the lecture (having taken similar classes the previous two semesters) and log onto Twitter on my laptop. I read about Kevin SmithÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s wake-and-bake and subsequent munchies.
11:25am: Receive text canceling lunch plans so I tweet a request for someone to accompany me to the Chinese buffet near campus.
11:29am: Check Twitter for reply to my request. Nothing.
11:33am: Check Twitter for reply to my request. Nothing.
11:39am: Check Twitter for reply to my request. Nothing.
11:46am: Check Twitter for reply to my request. Nothing.
12:00pm: Class is over and I meet up with a friend of mine for an afternoon cigarette. We discuss Kevin SmithÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s tweet about his wake-and-bake and subsequent munchies.
12:05pm: Check Twitter for reply to my request. Someone replied saying they wanted to join me but couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t because of a meeting. I send guilt tweet about grabbing fast food because no one wanted to hang out with me. Includes obligatory =(
12:10pm: Tweet about fifth graders with Red Bull being on the loose in the food court I pass through on the way to my car.
2:30pm: Wake up from fast food-induced afternoon nap and check Twitter before rolling out of bed. See a breaking news tweet from CNN and check Google Reader on my iPod Touch to learn more about the story.
2:40pm: Finish reading the news and check the other tweets I missed. Retweet a friendÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s tweet about an event her organization is holding.
2:41pm: Quickly realize that I have at least five common followers with my friend and send a tweet apologizing for everyone having to receive a duplicate tweet about an event they were all already planning to attend anyway.
3:04pm: Tweet a TinyURL about a story I finished reading on Google Reader.
4:12pm: Tweet about playing with bubbles and eating watermelon.
6:15pm: It occurs to me that I havenÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t checked Twitter in more than two hours. Nothing interesting has been posted in that time. I tweet about the upcoming four hours of LSAT prep class I must endure.
8:30pm: Check Twitter on my 15 minute break from the LSAT prep class. Reply to a tweet asking where I plan to attend law school. Hope to make someone laugh by tweeting: Ã¢â‚¬Å“If common law marriage existed between humans and items, I'd be married to my phone, Red Bull and the library.Ã¢â‚¬Â
10:42pm: Check Twitter and tweet about my LSAT prep class finally being over and running past the scheduled time. Follow with a tweet about how I will spending the rest of the evening in the library and that company and caffeine would be greatly appreciated.
11:36pm: Procrastinate by checking friendsÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ followers and following mutual friends.
12:15am: Further procrastination by searching for celebrity Twitters to follow.
3:02am: Tweet about pulling an all-nighter (mainly because I procrastinated by playing on Twitter).
3:15am: Arrive home to witness a fight in the street outside a bar and decide to tweet about it.
3:32am: Sit down to do homework and instead decide to do it the following afternoon.
3:35am: Tweet an obligatory Ã¢â‚¬Å“Goodnight TwitterverseÃ¢â‚¬Â and shut my iPod Touch off before rolling over and going to bed.