Followers: (1)

... It's you!

"Followers: 1"... It was like... Your very first friend...

Why so happy being followed? Despite that my first follower in Twitter is also a Japanese. Why?

As far as I remember, I'm the kind of person who almost don't like socializing. Not because I don't like to... Maybe because I'm too scared that I might not fit or be embarrassed due to lack of knowledge about the recent happenings. It's been a habit for me to avoid occasions where old friends gather together. I know they've been always in touch and they almost know everything, everyday, about each others lives. While I don't even have a clue what they are into, not even knowing what are they now and the person involved in their lives (making look stupid). This is something I regret... something I blame to myself for being suck a slacker in my teenage years. Nevertheless, I still got these friends who are always there for me (Actually, most of them are, I'm just the one who wasn't joining them). I found myself someone like suffering from a social disorder. I tend to think that I'm different, and others might not be able to comprehend with this kind of person. Yet, I'm nothing but someone empty, ordinary, not interesting blah blah that could irritate everyone with my way of talking and the way I think. (Or it could be that I'm the only one thinking all of these. Sorry. orz) Circles? I don't know if I'm included in any, all I know is I have my Marketing Buddies (Batch 2010).

Okay, enough drama. That's just a brief explanation why I got too excited for having this only follower on my first day of using Twitter.
So, surprisingly, I got one follower~ Yatta! Still stupid about using Twitter, I tried to know who followed me. Click! Click! And then, a sudden silence filled the living room... I almost can't believe that my first follower was actually the one I've been trying to know for a long time.

Well, I hate myself for being too immature if you would say, but I absolutely banged my head on the computer table several times (I can't figure out what's that really for). Then I went back to looking at the Twitter profile of that follower. She's a cute cosplayer which was too anonymous to me before since I only got 2-3 of her photos from Comiket Events. I was just... Oh God...  What now? "Look! There's the FOLLOW Tab! Click it! fufufu~!" And I did.

Twitter is like a street where people can shout all they want, rant all they want, without having other people to care about you or care about what you're saying. But tweeting/shouting too much could make you look retarded or stupid, or worst... A FAILED ATTENTION SEEKER. orz Especially if you're just an ordinary twitter user, not affiliated to any company, or organization. This is something I've learned from Twitter.

Replying... Never expect a return/reply.

Now, deciding what to say... How I would be talking to that cosplayer... I went to the translator tab. (Please don't make it hard for me~)
I'm too lazy to learn Nihongo, that it has been a growing frustration... I was like in a hurry! I wanted to talk with a Japanese girl so much that it took me hours to finally tweet something correctly in Japanese (However, these translators are too proper and not too accurate with the translation). I've used the MENTION Function (ex. @whoeveryouare Hello!) hoping that she could read it.

Convenient!

Hours have passed and not even a tweet from her appeared in my timeline. Getting tired of waiting, I've thought of using apps which could feed on my tweets and the tweets of those persons I'm following. TWEETDECK! And comes TWEETDECK (For downloads: Click here). Now that's very convenient... I could monitor my twitter and facebook accounts in a single window. What's nice is the floating notification boxes whenever an update/tweet is tweeted or a status is posted in Facebook.

I can easily monitor notifications while working.

Now, I can just work at my Digital Workspace without opening the browser to check on the notifications.








It's getting late and still haven't seen a tweet from

A beauty captured by the camera. ©Kei Shino

her. Maybe she's too busy that time. So I ended up checking her blog and read her recent entries instead. I've fallen in love with her photos in each blog entry. It's too stunning! I mean... the quality, the beauty... captured by this photographer... It's just... Amazing! Seeing those photos made me decide to work with an art in which she would be the subject. (Feels like a creepy stalker who love girls and arts~ ><)

Suddenly, a tweet appeared in the upper right of my workspace. It was hers! "ただいまあ　おなかすいたー" (I'm home, so hungry)
I quickly replied in that tweet, "よー！おかえり～(≧∇≦)" (Yo! Welcome home~) and asked her about her dinner for that night. I've waited for few minutes and she tweeted, but not addressing or mentioning me. orz "Haha! Don't be a fool!" and I sighed deeply. What the hell was I expecting that time? She didn't even mention anyone so what's the big deal, Raf? *Then I insanely banged my head on the table... so embarrassed about thinking that I would be mentioned by her.*

The Last... (...)

Nevertheless, I went to bed with a smile (or simply a grin) on my face. Coz I've started something in my Digital Workspace.